Из альбома: All or Nuthin

I love my girlfriend, I be grabbing for her
He that flinch for his hip — she blamming him up Through your chest — two detectives bagging him up Handle em rough — he who gambles
Pray she stays straight — never jams when I’m stuck
She protected my nigga Travis — when niggas shot up the Benz
Jump up — pop — and hollerin
Stop for the stop sign — and she silent
I don’t silence her
Speak when she want
Prefer to keep her here with me But she can sleep where she want
My nigga Nuk gave her to me like huuh
I’mma fuck with her
This the one that don’t like Anthony
Started clutching her
Hit her with that extension she lifted
I fell in love with her
Serial numbers scraped
Molested but still in shape
? traded for favors
A slave so I saved her
New Bonnie and Clyde
Of the cake cause she spray ya Love a lot of hoes
This one here could be my favorite
With my girlfriend — catch me with my girlfriend
You might think I’m crazy
But she is not a person
Squeeze and she squirting
Don’t make me have to hurt them
Think I’m crazy
I lover her like a person
They slanderin her name
Tryin to break us apart
I could receive time
At any given time if we caught
I’m like fuck it that’s for suckers
Come on baby we sure
Picture in the paper
Cause of you they know who we are
Like the E got extra clips
On the passenger side
On top of my dick
All across my lap as I drive
You freaky it ain’t no secret
You nothing like other broads
All up under my shirt
In public you in my drawers
Hope to trust you
Sleeping with anybody who plugged you
Must you — be so cold whenever I tuck you
Don’t you — want to — maybe let me unwind you
Switching out your spring — pre-action like that 9 do Greased so there’s no hesitation when I’m behind you
Picture she went off a nigga in the face
From the bottom — now she swimming in the bottom of a lake
From the bottom — now she swimming in the bottom of a lake
Charming it seems
Fresh garments? the seam
Know at any given moment
Just what karma could bring
Went from being unarmed
To arm with a thing
Try crossing without caution
Put your arm in a sling
Perhaps I’ll give elaborate detail
Of the hard ruin
Youth don’t go to school
They duck and they dodge truant
They jump in cars movin
They smart, but they all foolish
Blinded by the light
So I got em with raw music
Authentic — you niggas is all gimmicks
Talk like I was taught — don’t walk
It’s off limits
My mind been a flower in full bloom
For years
Rest of the crew sour
Pulled through with tears
Destined to be something
Forget about it or fuck it I miss my nigga Wig
And I think about him for nothing
Black Range Rover
Me, and Mark — Hail Caesar
Tried us we stood tall
Like the Barksdale?

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