J-Stalin - Corner Sto lyrics

rate me

Feat Lil Blood

I’m so into you, fallin on to you

I’m so into you, I am

Another day in the ghetto

God bless the day I’m still pushing in the trap

Smoking purp to the head

I lost another nigga and a family member

Damn, down goes another one, timber

I lost my daddy, bounce back like simbers

Hard for these niggas to stop a real nigga

Whole family eating, guess who bringing in the dinner

Money on my agenda, feds on the phone line

She keep my bundle in the jeans, I’m so dary on

Once you take care of the hood, you can carry on

Barely grown but the hustle well known

My nigga, I’m from where the birds flown

Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store

Pocket full of loaf make these bitches all go

I’m in the distributing my nigga, I move snow

We in the distributing my nigga, we move snow

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Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store

I put these naggies to work when I see po pow

You in second your money what you grinding for, for

You in second your money what you grinding for

It ain’t what you make it’s what you put up

Still flipping I ain’t talking bout gymnastics

Spending my cop money on cd graphics

I’m from the home of cry, I tell you bout traffic

I tried to take a nap but the phone still smacking

Tell them I need help they say I’m over reacting

But my clientele massive, so a nigga know they watching

On the other hand, bitch niggas is talking to the coppers

Rip mufasa, Gregory smith

Before I knock a nigga down, give them Italian kiss

Forgive me for my sins, I just wanted to be rich

Just a starter in the game, never ride in the benz

Slide up with a clip nigga long as a trench coat

That’s how you rock when your coke come on a go bo

Bubble over top like a root beer flow

When the feds kick in the door

Man that’s all she wrote

When the feds kick in the door

Man that’s all she wrote

[Hook] x 2

Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store

I put these naggies to work when I see po pow

You in second your money what you grinding for, for

You in second your money what you grinding for

It ain’t what you make it’s what you put up

Little black I keep it real

Like boosie nigga blood treal

Touch 50000 of a white bitch in high heels

Blew 30000 in a week to see how it feel

Rock 10000 nigga, way before I had a deal

Me and Rape Up, and doing numbers up in Hollywood

Lost a few bands, but the little nigga doing good

Trap 6 zips last week when I was in the hood

Bought back 8 straight drop so it bounce good

Remix, had to double back to the black fence

Pepper in my pocket just in case I got a whack shit

Corn ball clown ass niggas get the stainless

Or mamas I’m in here where I’m aiming

Banging, live ... big body ride, I’m a big dog

The bitch ain’t ...until it get lost, get lost

Asap, scratch off fast bitch I do it hooving

If she ain’t choosing then the bitch loosing

[Hook] x 2

Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store

I put these naggies to work when I see po pow

You in second your money what you grinding for, for

You in second your money what you grinding for

It ain’t what you make it’s what you put up.