GILLIE DA KID

GILLIE DA KID - Street Talk lyrics

rate me

I told pappi stop callin my phone, you cant get a dub from me,

you shorted me last load, take it in blood from me.

I live my life, me and my wife on the way to the fight,

she like ‘baby, how I look’ straighter than druuug money.

I stay way from the dickriders, they bound to saddle,

I keep my eye on them snake niggas, they bound to rattle,

kill em with that steel barrel. Im up close with the toast,

but unlike most im Old school like will ferrell.

Or VinceVaughn it’s on, got that work and its magic,

one minute its here, than its gone.

Im in your crib, me and my niggas, you and your bitch snorin,

I enter your room, masks on, fifth’s drawn.

I wantcha work, and not just half the order,

‘oh this nigga playin games? man run the bath water.

Im here to do business, butchu wont lemme finish.’so?’

so now your wife head under water for 2 minutes.<br />

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Thanks to bolete

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