Chorus
Uh yeah yeah on dis one right here we goin to lock
down the whole world wit dis one

come on X17

you shittin me a X15

Dem aint edie golds in yo mouth, shittin me,you
say you got dem keys and dem peas,shittin me,
talkin bout you got dem stacks on deck boy
,shittin me,d4l aint whats happenin shittin
me,cant rap and make this hot track, shittin
me,you claming you aint feeing this boy,shittin
me,o dats real platnium on yo neck, shittin
me,thinkin that gurl right thurr goin get wit cha
boy, shittin me, tiping house you buying her
drinks she gon tell you, shittin me, tellin me you
got dem pe fo 13, shittin me,thinkin i'm gone keep
takin this shout money, shittin me, dem spree aint
got you ass geeked up, shittin me, talkin u bout
want yo money back partner, shittin me, what you
thinkin i'm a lame nigga, shittin me, telll them
cops on the west side think i'm slow, shittin me,
ther aint nu kills on this side ,shittin me

Chorus X17

they talkin bout the stunt broken mutha fuckin
shittin me, they call me juicy ten yall suckers
nigga's will see,i'ma a made man tyrin to get
these mutha fuckin millions, have my shit stacked
up higher than peach street buildins, aint no
fuckin friend of me, damn sho aint no ken to me so
why yall tyrin to hang around, yall cant even be
fin no ten of me ,shittin me d4l is my real
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/GBQclick,dem the only nigga's i trust and i break
bread wit, see stunting is a habbit, ow i got
carrots , everytime my necklas hang my fans try to
grab it, i wish you would i wish you would, and
try to get buck and so many nigga's wit d4l well
tear the club up, and they dreesed in all black,
damn right we got stacks,if you want sumtin from
the park bitch well buy that, shittin me, alwayz
talkin bout fuckin lintin me get some where, i
dont need no broke nigga's round me,

come on

Chorus X16

all my gangsta's, all my thugs, they shit on you,
you fuck em up, d4l aint all i trust you ,shittin
me, thats all my luv, they aint bone enuf to come
fuck wit us, bankhead gone buck wit us, westside
gone buck wit us, ATL gone buck wit us,u think
fabo aint ready to come out thet door and kill a
bitch , you shittin me, you think i'm lyin when i
say i'm pop by bill, bitch,you shittin me, i lived
dirty all my life but u think it aint real bitch
you shittin me, you think i'm playin o wi this
steal you shittin me, we stand on corners and cus,
we hell to much, we killa wit guts automatic no
clutch, proper boy thats me click, i dont care who
you wit d4l runin shit, we got the hood on lock
bitch, scot ye lard dats my dog,free blu wat up
cuz , in the hood everday, like a fen on drugs,
got that work for the low, weed, pills ,and the
drow,seely fat never slow, count my money get sum
mo

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