Gangsta and nigga, Glock, back in for the '94
Coke and white bitches, know how that goes
Fill the white hoes in my Phantom Rolls
Sipping on Tuss', life moving slow, look at my dick, that's hella hoes
Toke on the weed, that's hella 'dro, '64, my four-door
Hat tilt, my waist low, love my music, she love my flow
Caked up that's lots of dough, more shows, more bank rolls
More ones ass to her pole, tip her good, drop ass low
Real nigga to the gum sole, you talk shit? Get body holes
Toot-toot to the big nose, snot nose throw it in my cup
Marino, we draped down, drug hoes, still coked up
Triple beam for the pots and pans, Benz outside, big sedan
Bigger body, be the five fifty, drop top, no titties
Parking lot pimping got them hoes with me
Parking lot pimping got them hoes with me
Tour of town, shut the cities down, left your hoes, at the shows
Another day of my life now, another day of my life now
Getting money 'til my time froze, ice watch no tick-tock
One look, you'll get shots, split your wig 'til your blood stops
Gangsta and nigga, Glock, back in for the '94
Riding around in that spaceship, 44 pound grip
I-95 bound whip, get the money out of town quick
Flip a pound like a camel bitch, helicopters for my bricks
In the air, champagne crisp, my life's a bar I'm sipping, bitch
Eighth clip, gun breaks, South flick, fancy clothes
Bad bitch, fuck with me, bands make her dance
That's how fast a car go, smooth nigga
Whole figure, run around the mall, every day I gotta ball
Never fall 'til the casket drop, watch the paint drip
I just took your bitch, you all sad and shit
Switch the Caddy up to the big Benz, spend a last year of ends
Gangsta and nigga, Glock, back in for the '94
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