586 Yard Gangsters

T6P

All my niggas trappin,
we some trappin fanatics, my niggas bout that life,
so it ain't all about rackin, and i be counting money
money you can't imagine and all bitches sexy,
thotiannas look ratchet

I know i'm the shit
i'm the world new order i got all this money,
boy, i do this for my daughter i ain't with
the talkin' yeah, we savage so we slaughter
we do homicides all these niggas they informants

My favorite player Butler, and I gotta butler
Gotta number 40, my 40 a fuck ya
My favorite player Rose, aye, money on him let's go
We be on that bullshit, we from Extonistan
My favorite player Kobe, you be holy moly

Propre!

Or get your bitch ass
rammed, i'm a boss, i don't know what the
fuck you thought

I’m a Westside get brackin' in the back like what’s happnin
That 40 Glock snap like Insta, ain't no need for a caption
I got put on by four niggas, wasn't need for no bandage
I did my stuff like a young nigga, that's how
I'm s'posed to handle it
Hamad threw a right, duck, hit him with the left, bop-bop!
Two to the chin, bop!
One to the chest

Nahh ain't think so
i'm just looking for some brain like a Scarecrow
Pin Balls like a nigga on death-Row chese ass
like the dope he can get smoked if he holding
on the work he can i can get poked yeah
fucking on the doe make the lil bitch choke
and i hang with them insane's Cutthoart
bullet's make his foot workd like jump rope

Met-pas en spoiler.

Off them pills, and i'm
rolling in the Wic all night

Enlève tes spoilers, y'en as pas besoin Eustucio

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I know Game from cedar block,
Dot from the West
That was *static* that popped what's his name in his chest
Just got a call, the homies just got bust on
Niggas gotta go, we can't prolong

Don't fuck with my
nigga they left a nigga hanging free zoo and free DD
hardbody the same shit

I'm buying AK's and handguns
Do the enemies foul, nigga
I'm really with the shit though
I'm really on the block with a pistol
Let it blow like a whistle
Yo' mom's looking like she do crystal
I'm a hundred rack boy
But daddy is a bitch and you a son of that boy

You a opp or a thot
nigga then i do not trust you (Nigga then i do not trust you)