Brinks Truck

Got my bag up and then I moved to the villa (yea)
Flew a pretty chick to see me cause I wanna (fuck uh)
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger (yea)
Brought a brinks truck through the hood for my hitters yea
Brinks truck through the hood who the realest (me)
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us
Did alot to get it hope your god could forgive us
People wanna judge us but they really wasn't with us
Bag up and then I moved to the villa (yea)
Flew a pretty chick to see me cause I wanna feel her (yea)
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Ugh (yea)
Brought a brinks truck through the hood for my hitters ugh
Brinks truck through the hood who the realest (right)
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us (right)
Did alot to get it hope your god could forgive us
Niggas wanna judge but they really wasn't with us

Niggas really wasn't with us tattle telling to the piglet
Run your mouth we run them out
And on the stand we get acquitted
Pop eyes with the smithen
If it comes down to the spinach
Plenty niggas with agendas
Watch who you let hit ya swisher
There they go
There they go
Through the hood with my hitters
Ye ain't know
Ye ain't know
Oh yea your bitch about to get it
Take her back to my palace no malice
When I clip her lord willing Lou Will her
Tell her she could get her sister Trigga

Got my bag up and then I moved to the villa
Flew pretty chick to see me cause I wanna feel her
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger (yea)
Brought a brinks truck through the hood for my hitters yea

Brinks truck through the hood who the realest (me)
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us
Did alot to get it hope your god could forgive us
People wanna judge us but they really wasn't with us yea

Bag up and then I moved to the villa (yea)
Flew a pretty chick to see me cause I wanna feel her (yea)
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Ugh (yea)
Brought a brinks truck through the hood for my hitters ugh
Brinks truck through the hood who the realest (right)
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us (right)
Did alot to get it hope your god could forgive us
Niggas wanna judge but they really wasn't with us (yea)
Through the hood for my... (yea)

Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us (right)
Did alot to get it hope your god could forgive us
People wanna judge but they really wasn't with us (yea)

Bag up and then I moved to the villa (yea)
Full pretty chicks see me cause I wanna feel her (yea)
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Ugh (yea)
Brought a brinks truck through the hood for my hitters ugh

Brinks truck through the hood who the realest (right)
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us (right)
Did alot to get it hope your god could forgive us
Niggas wanna judge but they really wasn't with us
Through the hood for my... (yea)



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