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Yea you no what I'm sayin’ doe, you know what I'm saying
This shit don’t stop nigga
I don’t know what the fuck these others niggas on
Nigga you know we fuck with it we keep this shit you know what I'm saying erytime
You feel me you know what I'm saying you already know how we fuck with it bra
You know what I'm saying brodie
Let me know what’s happening tho
You feel me I'm ready doe you feel me
[Husalah]
A 100 young niggas slangin iron for that mob lo
Maniac skitso bread what I ride for
This shit don’t stop nigga
I don’t know what the fuck these others niggas on
Nigga you know we fuck with it we keep this shit you know what I'm saying erytime
You feel me you know what I'm saying you already know how we fuck with it bra
You know what I'm saying brodie
Let me know what’s happening tho
You feel me I'm ready doe you feel me
[Husalah]
A 100 young niggas slangin iron for that mob lo
Maniac skitso bread what I ride for
You chase chicken Ima chase chips
Boy its mainey in the town its insane in the rich
On my hip throwing least tho famoso from bricks
Why these fake punks acting like they ready for the shit
They been running and hiding
Bitch im joogin and mobbing
I get dough wit skitsos
Aggressive and violent
Punks motorbike mouthing
I move in silence
Yo bitch on the other hand offered me options
Cheese and guapage
Neck and moppage
Clean me top bitch and leave me lone
The whole mob is mobbin
The mob is on they get jealous when they see you on yo moblie phone
Boy its mainey in the town its insane in the rich
On my hip throwing least tho famoso from bricks
Why these fake punks acting like they ready for the shit
They been running and hiding
Bitch im joogin and mobbing
I get dough wit skitsos
Aggressive and violent
Punks motorbike mouthing
I move in silence
Yo bitch on the other hand offered me options
Cheese and guapage
Neck and moppage
Clean me top bitch and leave me lone
The whole mob is mobbin
The mob is on they get jealous when they see you on yo moblie phone
Getting off zippers Knocking hella bitches
I don’t know what they on boy we mobbin over here
Yo bitch came to my show
And Stood there oh so cold
And say Husalah can you send me
Cause I was sitting there draped in gold
Bitch I don’t pimp or jiggalo
I'm having so much money I don’t need a hoe
Check it out
[Husalah]
Ice cold mackin
Chevy A-1 mobbin
I need the bread bitch its part of survival
I ride with riffles and take the hoe
Dip in my load and bake the vogues
I don’t know what they on boy we mobbin over here
Yo bitch came to my show
And Stood there oh so cold
And say Husalah can you send me
Cause I was sitting there draped in gold
Bitch I don’t pimp or jiggalo
I'm having so much money I don’t need a hoe
Check it out
[Husalah]
Ice cold mackin
Chevy A-1 mobbin
I need the bread bitch its part of survival
I ride with riffles and take the hoe
Dip in my load and bake the vogues
This california lifestyle that I live
Gottem hot so I ride with a choppa and gig
I ride a 73' chevy caprice
5 times on the feet hella beat for the freaks
I seen a fresh young tender with so much monkey
See they want the honey and but I needs the money
When I squeeze the A-R and leave shit ugly
I burn hella rubber doing eights for nothing
Its young hus bitch and I stay hustlin
Couldn’t give a shit about a sucka or nothing
Bitch I need my chips when It come me
Im Baut my money
Yo bitch came to my show
And Stood there oh so cold
And say Husalah can you send me
Cause I was sitting there draped in gold
Bitch I don’t pimp or jiggalo
Gottem hot so I ride with a choppa and gig
I ride a 73' chevy caprice
5 times on the feet hella beat for the freaks
I seen a fresh young tender with so much monkey
See they want the honey and but I needs the money
When I squeeze the A-R and leave shit ugly
I burn hella rubber doing eights for nothing
Its young hus bitch and I stay hustlin
Couldn’t give a shit about a sucka or nothing
Bitch I need my chips when It come me
Im Baut my money
Yo bitch came to my show
And Stood there oh so cold
And say Husalah can you send me
Cause I was sitting there draped in gold
Bitch I don’t pimp or jiggalo
I'm having so much money I don’t need a hoe
Check it out
Check it out
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