44th
Tza ha ha
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
*Gang*
Pop-out of the cut with all my niggas jugg walkin'
(walkin' walking)
Slap yo mouth keep playin' put you up in that coffin'
(grrd, bop, bop.)
Fuckin' with the soldiers we come through and leave you coughing
Yo' girl she just want to fuck, so I came through and Randy mossed her
Aye
I get up look like the Eiffel, (mm)
(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh.)
(Aye, aye, aye)
Never been scared just to fight you, (mm)
I'm getting six like a haiku, (mm)
They getting shocked like I'm ryku, (mm)
Death note appease or I write you, (mm)
I'm smoking dope just to spite you, (mm)
She just with me just to spite you, (mm)
She fuckin' me she don't like-
You talking all that fucking shit but we know that
you never been about it
(that you never do a damn thing)
You been taking L's man there no getting around it
We got plenty dicks loaded with clips
Expensive grips
I make yo bitch recite a script like she was writing a new flick
(new flick, new flick)
Alright, hol' up. voot up voot up
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
*Gang*
Pop-out of the cut with all my niggas jugg walkin'
(walkin' walking)
Slap yo mouth keep playin' put you up in that coffin'
(grrd, bop, bop.)
Fuckin' with the soldiers we come through and leave you coughing
Yo' girl she just want to fuck, so I came through and Randy mossed her
Aye
I get up look like the Eiffel, (mm)
(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh.)
(Aye, aye, aye)
Never been scared just to fight you, (mm)
I'm getting six like a haiku, (mm)
They getting shocked like I'm ryku, (mm)
Death note appease or I write you, (mm)
I'm smoking dope just to spite you, (mm)
She just with me just to spite you, (mm)
She fuckin' me she don't like-
You talking all that fucking shit but we know that
you never been about it
(that you never do a damn thing)
You been taking L's man there no getting around it
We got plenty dicks loaded with clips
Expensive grips
I make yo bitch recite a script like she was writing a new flick
(new flick, new flick)
Alright, hol' up. voot up voot up
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
We be on 44th smokin' dope on that road
We be on 44th walking 'round with yo hoe
Credits
Writer(s): Ronnie J Huff
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