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(CJ, this beat so cold) (Ayo, Peris) (Larry makin' all the hits) Let's get it Grimy with gorillas, I'm slidin' 'round with the millas My chopper, it came from Russia, my Cartier came from Peter 132 Streeter shootin' at your group leader Two-seater, DA label me whoop leader (Yes, sir) I'm juiced, baby Grew my hair out and took off the roof, baby They said we fell out, nah, we just regrouped, baby This FN knock out your wisdom for the tooth lady I mean the Tooth Fairy Your whole crew scary Pull up Ghost, got 'em spooked down Had to take my jewelry off, the shit was too loud Prayin' for them babies that got hit up with them loose rounds Pull up with the Drac' and shit flamin' like a luau Ooh, keep cool, play it bool Couple groupies in the heat pool Call up the chef to cook the food, that's what we do 4 AM, four bitches left, finna eat and chew Make a move (Gangsta) Shit look different from the 'Gram up in real life SongtexteShe just took half a pill, what it feel like? She a slutty-ass bitch, but it's still tight She just got her body done, she can't sit on flights When you outside, gotta pay a lil' more When you want it how you want it, gotta pay a lil' more Bitch, get to the point, I ain't playin' no more Shit is gettin' to the point I ain't gon' say it no more Yeah, put some respect on my name I ain't gon' downplay it, lot of niggas upset in the game Bitch, these thousand-dollar slippers, we ain't steppin' the same I feel the power with this pistol, I been preppin' my aim Okay, she slept on a nigga, hmm, I'm wakin' up under these thousand-dollar sheets I can't account for what they make, I get deposits in my sleep You know we came a long way, my Gucci rep is proud of me I'll never let 'em father me, bitch, my daddy gone I pay my mama bills now, I'm like her favorite-born I'm keepin' pressure on, I'm saucy with the apron on They talkin', but they ain't perform Don't charge me if you takin' long, bitch I break on 'em with broke wrists I can't fake my focus JPays and phone lists They say we celebratin' my wins, I'm bringin' my whole clique She said she wanted closure, I dropped that bitch in an open puddle Then put some titties on her closest cousin, nigga Shit look different from the 'Gram up in real life She just took half a pill, what it feel like? She a slutty-ass bitch, but it's still tight She just got her body done, she can't sit on flights When you outside, gotta pay a lil' more When you want it how you want it, gotta pay a lil' more Bitch, get to the point, I ain't playin' no more Shit is gettin' to the point I ain't gon' say it no more (Gangsta Grizzillz) You know we give her a lil' more Get to the point, I ain't playin' no more Turn her into a superwoman Gettin' to the point I ain't gon' say it no more RJ, Drama San Pedro boys up Aus Songtexte Mania