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Everything that I got I had to hustle for Ice came from pumpin' blow, get money, fuck a ho Grind hard stack loot, Off-setts, black Coupes Black. Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter. You gotta crawl before you walk, walk before you run Running red lights, smoking weed like Tommy Bunz Fuckin' up my lungs, pocket full of Honey Buns I ain't stoppin til' I get a ton, and that's real talk I do this shit for my real niggas, real trap stars Dope runners and them brick flippers And my niggas, locked behind bars, just know that I'mma ball for yall 24s on the car, 26s on my truck, Hollow tips for the body, get that ass fucked up I ain't got time to play, bitch I'm on a paper chase Speed ballin, my whole team ballin' like Spalding Got kids to feed, got bills to pay, I ain't got time to play This shit real out here, I'm from motor city bitch, you get killed out here I ain't stoppin til' I get a couple Mil' out here. In a clique full hustlers so getting money ain't an option Stay going hard even though the feds watching You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it Took a trip with Don michaels came back with our apartment How your ass getting money when ain't no grass in your yard And you really walking light and you really bringing hard Im a misbelieveing god nigga dope, gangs and drugs Niggas fuck with DBC, because they know that we the plug. Phone slappin' Turning down mills from major deals Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel Living mob life for real Fuck models from brazil My nigga jordan trigga happy, shoot yo ass quick as hell My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair Nigga making diss songs don't nobody fucking care When you own top nigga everybody stare DBC run the city nigga fuck anybody else Stack for a feature nigga this ain't no joke Pull up for a show impossible to go broke All this ice on me make a bad bitch choke Every bitch that suck me up gon' choke. Cruising down the mile, blowin loud with my rich bitch steering with my left hand showin how my wrist gliss Knew that I would come up, but I didn't think it'd be this quick Shoutout to them niggas that I used to hit licks with 7 mile better pile, been a man since a child used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse when my daddy when to jail, ain't none of his boys come around or help me when I was down, so its fuck them niggas now Lames tryin to steal our styles, imitators everywhere But they rockin ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear No matter where the fuck I'm at, I hold my chain in the air They don't like 7 mile niggas, but I don't care Bitches stare when we in attendance, pockets filled up with spinach I love my life and all the people thats in it Doughboyz Hold up wait for a minute, I got some shit to explain, we didn't respond to diss songs cause them niggas was lame. Auto rolagem Texto Restaurar Corrigir letra Imprimir.

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Awwww shit fenkell in this bitch Keep the iron so I'm never wrinkled in this bitch White diamonds looking like a kilo on my wrist Ice cubes in my chain so I can debo me a bitch They say we lyin' in our raps nigga acshout that to the feds Haters say a nigga broke bitch tell that to my bread fuck on Ain't nothing change but the quality of ice And I wear louie every day like niggas wear knives I'mma cashout rich nigga bitch If I tell my plug send them, them bitches getting sent It could be just ten or a hundred of them shits Them bitches getting flipped vacume seals getting ripped.

Phone slappin' Turning down mills from major deals Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel Living mob life for real Fuck models from brazil My nigga jordan trigga happy, shoot yo ass quick as hell My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair Nigga making diss songs caxhout nobody fucking care When you own top nigga everybody stare DBC run the city nigga fuck anybody else Stack for a feature nigga this ain't no joke Pull up for a show impossible to go broke All this ice on me make a bad bitch choke Every bitch that suck me up gon' choke.

I got pounds of the reggies balling like a pacer Pocekt XO straight shot no chaser So fuck a hater and fuck a broke ass bitch Doughboyz Cashout we already rich Fucking with tip in the A drinking aviaon So stop playing like you know us you don't know Delon And you don't know me I get it by the whole p Bad pretty bitch long hair, she wanna blow me I blow up by the oz then call a couple thousand The niggas keep hatin but my money keep piling And my niggas be walling My goons be trippin 40 on my hip nah bitch I'm never slippin' never.

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I grind 2 shine, got big money all on my mind So if you cross me, you die Cause I been hustling all my life. Borrar playlist Cancelar Guardar. Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter.

Mi perfil Enviar letra Mensajes Editar Salir. Brightmo maine 14 carrots not 2 that's just one chain Bossed down bands two wrist's that just one hand 2 bad bitches 1 me, hotel suite The night you wish for that's every other week for me Damn my bitch such a freak well lets do it It's a bounty on my chains somebody blew it Let a real nigga do it if u just gon' stand there These bitches want money and I'm bout to make it rain here.

You gotta crawl before you walk, walk before you run Running doughboya lights, smoking weed like Tommy Bunz Fuckin' up my lungs, pocket full of Honey Buns I ain't stoppin til' I get a ton, and that's real talk I do this shit for my real niggas, real trap stars Dope runners and them brick flippers And my niggas, locked ccashout bars, just know that I'mma ball for yall 24s on the car, 26s on my truck, Voughboyz tips for the body, get that ass fucked up I ain't got time to play, bitch I'm on a paper chase Speed ballin, my whole team ballin' like Mo3 Got kids to feed, got bills to pay, I ain't got time doughblyz play This shit real out here, I'm from motor city bitch, you get killed out here I ain't stoppin til' I get a couple Mil' out here.

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Everything that I got I had to hustle for Ice came from pumpin' blow, get money, fuck a ho Grind hard stack loot, Off-setts, black Coupes Black. Cruising down cashouy mile, blowin loud with my rich bitch steering with my left hand showin how my wrist gliss Knew that I would come up, but I didn't think it'd be this quick Shoutout to them niggas that I used to hit licks with 7 mile better pile, been a man since a child used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse when momey daddy when to jail, ain't none of his boys come around or help me when I was down, so its fuck them niggas now Lames tryin to steal our styles, imitators everywhere But they rockin ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear No matter where the fuck I'm at, I hold my chain in the air They don't like 7 mile niggas, but I don't care Bitches stare when we in attendance, pockets filled up with spinach I love my life and all the people thats in it Doughboyz Hold up wait for a minute, I got some shit to explain, we didn't respond to diss songs cause them niggas was lame.

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In a clique full monet so getting money ain't an option Stay going hard even though the feds watching You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it Took a trip with Don michaels came back with our apartment How your ass getting money when ain't no grass in your yard And you really walking light and you really bringing hard Im a misbelieveing god nigga dope, gangs and drugs Niggas fuck with DBC, because they know that we the plug.

If you don't work, you don't eat Remember nights I couldn't sleep Trappin' all day, same clothes for a week You gotta grind til' you shine Ball til' you fall I seen work I put in work, I don' did it all I grind for these stacks, cross the line you gettin' wacked Playin' with my cheese, yo head gon' end up in yo lap I'm addicted to these Hollows, I'm always poppin' bottles I lead you the right way, I'm who you should follow Yall be slackin' all winter, same Retails And I ain't gon' stop until' I touch a couple L's I keep the pistol, I'm tryin' to double I gotta bubble, everyday I gotta hustle More money more problems, niggas always tell us You can't get a job when you a Muffuckin felony Make a toast to success, and what that bring It's never back to being broke, now I'mma let Clay sing.

YAE YAE All these niggas hatin' tell me one thing what yo pockets bout Thats why yo main bitch can't wait till my nigga roc get out My braclet for your life My nigga I wouldn't even swap it out Everywhere I go I put the ave on and shouted out Made a promise to myself I'm never going broke again Ride past the club two doughbojz and make you choke again Red bottles snake skin gucci nigga cobra skin If I don't know nothing bitch best believe I know fuol win.