Tactical
Yea we back moving real tactical
Yall niggas know how we play
Foreigns they back to back up on the avenue
No we aint letting it slide
It might take some time
But ima get back at you
Lately I been on my grind
Im on different time I might blow a bag or two
Yall niggas pussy yall dojas
She see the gang and throw it up
She tryna roll wit the rovers
Move wit the movers she see the glo up
You know what it is yea baby girl yea
Im feeling like pee let me coach you
Im taking my time im stumbling words
Yea double cup when i approach you
Yea i had to switch the flo up
You said you got it then sho up
Remember she fronted didnt kno us
Im wit the gang wit glo up
Ima get on its gon' take some time
I got the hood up on my shoulders
I got some niggas thats facing time
They told me dont wait just go up
How they dont want me to blow up
Nigga you know ima blow up
Nigga you know I wont slow up
Nigga yea I got my dough up
Bitches all on my line i fuck em
I get em around i throw em up
No i cant pay her no mind i stay on my grind
My shows been going up
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
We drop rakes when we roll up
She sucking my dick
And I'm pulling her bang Yadigg
Then I dash damon kid
Throw up the rock like my name is jig
Christopher Wallace u come to my city
You hearing my name is big
Bad boy kno they hate the kid
They wanna hit me up
San Antonia I'm pushing a spur bentley truck
They know we balling nigga
Duncan I go above the rim
They calling me Tim
I'm giving this bank a shot
M&T Bank couldn't wait to drop
Wondering when all the hating stop
Hop inside the drop
She gimmie the drop and im dropping his ceiling
It's a shame all the money and killing
The killing for money the money and killing
Young nigga fresh out the trap
When I step in the street
Gotta stay with a bankroll
Rip bankroll we taking a risk for the paysos
Bad bitch call her jlow
She the same color of yayo
Me and her dora diego
Como estas moving the fuego
We take em down for the sour disel
You kno the rules nigga finders keeper
We open shop and we got it cheaper
Big body benz smoking sour disel
Hoodie season
No I ain't boogie bitch I'm the reaper
No I ain't cuffing u buggin sneezer
Noo feelings no loving either
She not a Amy she not a visa
I fell in love with the bit and reader
She fell in love with the jugg
But juggin ain't easy
So ima let Eazy teach her
I ain't got time today NWA
No Eazy E either nigga
It feel like a good day
Rocking my ice cubes
Fresh out the freezer nigga
Ya bitch I fuck and leave
She ask to much like felicia nigga
Yall niggas know how we play
Foreigns they back to back up on the avenue
No we aint letting it slide
It might take some time
But ima get back at you
Lately I been on my grind
Im on different time I might blow a bag or two
Yall niggas pussy yall dojas
She see the gang and throw it up
She tryna roll wit the rovers
Move wit the movers she see the glo up
You know what it is yea baby girl yea
Im feeling like pee let me coach you
Im taking my time im stumbling words
Yea double cup when i approach you
Yea i had to switch the flo up
You said you got it then sho up
Remember she fronted didnt kno us
Im wit the gang wit glo up
Ima get on its gon' take some time
I got the hood up on my shoulders
I got some niggas thats facing time
They told me dont wait just go up
How they dont want me to blow up
Nigga you know ima blow up
Nigga you know I wont slow up
Nigga yea I got my dough up
Bitches all on my line i fuck em
I get em around i throw em up
No i cant pay her no mind i stay on my grind
My shows been going up
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
We drop rakes when we roll up
She sucking my dick
And I'm pulling her bang Yadigg
Then I dash damon kid
Throw up the rock like my name is jig
Christopher Wallace u come to my city
You hearing my name is big
Bad boy kno they hate the kid
They wanna hit me up
San Antonia I'm pushing a spur bentley truck
They know we balling nigga
Duncan I go above the rim
They calling me Tim
I'm giving this bank a shot
M&T Bank couldn't wait to drop
Wondering when all the hating stop
Hop inside the drop
She gimmie the drop and im dropping his ceiling
It's a shame all the money and killing
The killing for money the money and killing
Young nigga fresh out the trap
When I step in the street
Gotta stay with a bankroll
Rip bankroll we taking a risk for the paysos
Bad bitch call her jlow
She the same color of yayo
Me and her dora diego
Como estas moving the fuego
We take em down for the sour disel
You kno the rules nigga finders keeper
We open shop and we got it cheaper
Big body benz smoking sour disel
Hoodie season
No I ain't boogie bitch I'm the reaper
No I ain't cuffing u buggin sneezer
Noo feelings no loving either
She not a Amy she not a visa
I fell in love with the bit and reader
She fell in love with the jugg
But juggin ain't easy
So ima let Eazy teach her
I ain't got time today NWA
No Eazy E either nigga
It feel like a good day
Rocking my ice cubes
Fresh out the freezer nigga
Ya bitch I fuck and leave
She ask to much like felicia nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Shakur Warren
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