Now everybody's in here chillin'
If these haters start to trippin'
You know that
We gonna hit you with some gangsta *
Now if you bout chillin' tonight
Gunnu no limit, gon' do it right
You know that
We gonna hit you with some funky *
Now you can catch me in the New Orleans
area Chillin' and grain drippin'
Smokin' on some dough with my hound and crown sippin'
Whole five to a dozen,
no lackin' up in my pippin'
Now if you think the clip comin' weak,
dawg,
you trippin'
Most of these niggas be angry,
gorillas and crooks
For murder,
bimbo,
faces and names all in the books
Don't test that, if I let one shot from the gun
It means somebody done mean somebody numb
Can't even feel him tongue, not over bitch *
When it come down to ride or die,
nigga,
who you with?
Me and my nigga,
we flossin' to get a bigger grip
Chained these lil' crush diamond rocks up in the bigger chips
Blazin' some better whips with some Prio in the cage
And we blazin',
purple hazin' Goin' to the days end,
when the day's end
Now you know how this * go,
it's amazing,
we cagin'
Now everybody's in here chillin' If these haters start to trippin'
You know that
We gonna hit you with some gangsta *
Now if you bout chillin' tonight Gunnu no limit,
gon' do it right
And you know that
We gonna hit you with some funky *
Purple Gatorade,
I was born to be a player Country like the climate,
but love to get paper
Put ice on my teeth,
24's on the Jeep I'm like the mayor on the first and 15
R.I.P.
t-shirts for the soldiers who lost tennis shoes on telephone poles
That's the way we was taught,
a fight in the hood
We back friends the next day,
but if you ain't from the block,
you gettin' torn away
Now everybody's in here chillin' If these haters start to trippin'
You know that
We gonna hit you with some gangsta *
Now if you bout chillin' tonight Gunnu no limit,
gon' do it right
And you know that
We gonna hit you with some funky *
I'm bout to hit you with some funky *
You know I gotta act like I don't get bitch
Backpack,
you don't want me slick It's like a hater zone,
won't be rich
Cause they choke us,
they cannot distract me I'm focused,
job a job
I got the jealous ones feelin' my flame I got a lot of winners,
quote quote,
I'm still
in the game Peter Colton, he ain't takin' me out
He say it's cool,
know that top of top,
never play by the rules
I'm a bros hoe,
but for old man we hood sign On that drink or that dank,
talkin' bout good
times From the block to the pen,
in the car or the
stove Niggas still gon' talk my flow
Now everybody's in here chillin' If these haters start to trippin'
You know that
We gonna hit you with some gangsta *
Now if you bout chillin' tonight Gunnu no limit,
gon' do it right
And you know that
We gonna hit you with some funky *