Fye Up Da Kush - Tony shhnow Lyrics
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Silahkan disimak Fye Up Da Kush - Tony shhnow Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[intro]
yeah, bling blaow, wow, bow, your b*tch, n*gga
yeah, p*ssy, yeah, the greatest, huh
untouchable, n*gga
undisputed heavy weight champion, p*ssy n*gga
get your weight up, ho ass n*gga
yeah, i know you see us in the club thirty deep, bottles up, n*gga
[chorus]
i fire up the kush and then hop out the coupe
this groupie ass b*tch just wanna get loose
i’m with some dread head n*ggas pouring up lean
i spend they whole rent like this sh*t ain’t a thing
my uncle in here and he turnt off a bean
i live in the night and i sell that ho dreams
i hit the club, it’s like the time stop
[verse]
these rappers going broke, they jewelry in the p*wn shop
i’m smoking loud, see, i’m quiet but the money talk
and yeah, we run the hood but today i money walk
could put a price on your head, look what that money bought
rat looking ugly, you n*ggas need a job
i’m pressing hard in the paint, i don’t need a lob
i keep it tucked, i’m so professional
in love with my profession
my obsession, flex on n*ggas and count up decimals
i count up the chicken then hop out the coupe
i fly to atlanta to pour up a deuce
i lie to that b*tch but her p*ssy the truth
my n*ggas ain’t hoopers but know how to shoot
i’m in the trap, got that b*tch in the mood
i beat the block ’til that b*tch get abused
all of my n*ggas got nothing to lose
on my hollywood, tom cruise
i’m a dirty dog in the trap serving michael vicks
with a pretty bad b*tch, ass thicker than a twix
my wrist cost a l!ck, i’m in the club with a brick
yeah, these diamonds p*ss but sorry baby, i still ain’t sh*t
i get you touched for a nick’
i got that flame ’cause i’m lit
my boy don’t think he just gon’ cl!ck
just like my gun, this b*tch can spit
what you know about a bad b*tch, n*gga?
what you know about them trash bags and them glass [?]?
i knew n*ggas up five hundred, now they on they last nickel
spoiled by a bad apple, now they in a bad pickle
these rappers so predictable
if you talk some money, then you know i talk reciprocal
me and ben frank identical
[chorus]
i fire up the kush and then hop out the coupe
this groupie ass b*tch just wanna get loose
i’m with some dread head n*ggas pouring up lean
i spend they whole rent like this sh*t ain’t a thing
my uncle in here and he turnt off a bean
i live in the night and i sell that ho dreams
i hit the club, it’s like the time stop
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