ball until they catch me and give me a number and TDC. gotta make that dough, might see the snow ese came up on this here flow, stay a G till they bury me. sellin balls pimpin' hoes man don't stop that's how it goes. third corner hustlers showin out for the boys out on lock who ain't comin out. ya'll know me lil luky L same one supplying that money L. This for the homeboys in (quoquestemi) free S-P, free lil Bling and till the day they let 'em free, I'm a hold it down in these H-town streets. Finna smoke me a tree and zip some homemade wine is some older niga telling me to don't waste time These is struggling times I'm sheddin tears for my G's in caskets and cages I guess that includes me. Got me locked up in chains still the dream remains. It's the joys of the pains, of playin dangerous games. I ain't naming no names uh but most of us slang. ![]() Gotta move out the hood because it's hotter than flames. Ain't no need to be b*tchin' baby please stop fussin. It's important you listen try to vision the vision I'm a pick up the pigeons and take them straight to the kichen. Rollin chevrolet slow I'm blowing purplelish dro I know you hear the track n*gga watch me murder this ho. It's that boy Los recking you n*ggas fo' show dope house in the house hope you ready for more.
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