Bill Ding & Eddy Baker - HANS ZIMMER INTRO lyrics
rate me(FEAT CROOK LUHMON)
Do you think this is a game, you think this is a joke?
When we're here on the streets, we're doing real shit
Go for it, we have to...
Go for it, we have to...
So real shit, don't fuck around
come ask the... we don't care
We gonna wack that shit, you know what I'm saying?
..the hit on tracks, on the streets... I need that shit
Best case is in drugs, alternatives...
Turn niggas loose!
It's the greediest drive a purple scraper through the city
..with the lean and the spritzer
Lil blind luck dug prison
The savages you're tripping if you say the kid is it
Straight monsters, some like...
I'm pacific bitch nigga I'm over-killed
Thirty like a... another chick, another night
..doing love is...
44, 45, high death, low life
Anyway you're with me, sit, is killing no life
kill them all slow, leave them breathing shallow
Keep them on the low, I'm going out of states tomorrow!
Shut gun, gone low
Hip hop mug shots
Smoke like... South Side, blood...
Pop like the... my hoes love that...
High power riffle, shoot you in your knees if you're liable
Liable to shoot, throw your Bible
Tuck you in the night with that motherfucking bulldog
Next day strong armor woman out the purse...
..old damn sweater, but it's so damn clean
Got a real ghetto bitch, and a hoe, that's prestige
..lights so mean, ...make 'em clean!
Pop like a... chat 'em at the drug spot...
This caught, so thinking where your wrist watch
been dropped off the haze, I don't really fucking play!
Low dreams cush life, bitch know, we know
No bother figuring, probably I'm not a hero
Kill a pussy quick, real shit I spear hoe
Alcohol in the bone, call that shit a bimbo, bitch!
Yeah, swag, baker... mother fucker
Eyes fucked super giant
Look up everywhere you go, fuck the pole
You already know how we roll,... in the truck
...how we do it, I've been do it
Swag I'll never lose it!
Power up... like a bunch of...
Stay with the Gs with the roller with a lot of... hoe!
