g500

, i'm finna let you know what time it is, like i'm a vato, every word i'm rhyming bitch, it's hard to swallow, i'm a model, desperado, i got bitches in the vato, all the way in colorado, instructions they follow, i'm ricky ricardo, when i say it lucy do it, she bit it, and chew it, i want nothing to do with, most bitches cause most bitches is broke bitches, i yoke bitches with no witness, my four-fifth is, my close pal i'm so wild, i show wild get smoked out, i blow clouds of dope child, i'm mean for the ends and got ice in my my ring, i got screens in the benz before the licesnse plate came, might with a sexy in strange motel, it's thizzlelle, and yes he in a range rovelle, i'm like cocaine for sale, i'm cooked, get your hook, i'm the dope, i'm cooler than cool, i'm ice cold, slid on my watch and it stopped, becasue time froze, like heron in your nose, just wait till niggaz doze off and sleep, now the hoes tryin to creep, throwin there cloths off in the g, i pulled off and see some hutches on the corner, but just be, cause it's buisiness as usal, eat, p, and d, but it's md and me, drinkin and drivin the g, 5 double 0, who you know that's flyer than we?, and we ain't tryin to be, it natural like the tobacco from the backwood, i dumped out right before i rolled a sack full of that piss, so much purple, man i been missin that bitch, wrapped her up and lit her up and we kissed, grabed the privilage gave my cap a twist, turned the bitch out just like turning coke to crack is just, all in the wrist and the chain, not it was me, it wasn't the fame, i was playin, you hear what i'm saying, it ain't a game.