文本歌词

Drop a body fat joe
I'm gonna steal your body yeah ah steal your body
For me the sound of the trumpets
Triumphantly playing in my
The sound of the substance in my mind every time I'm touching hundreds
Hustlers know the feeling and they love it
God bless the men serving by the dozens
Cause all I ever wanted was to find the things who doesn't
Brother hard
All that s**t is from the start
Around the game the nigger
I started my journey today they taught me how to sell
To this day they still trying to get me tell
So f**k the dea and f**k sitting in a cell
I'd rather sit comfy on a 80 foot yacht
On my modern h*es and my criminal confidents
Toss champagne celebrate that we living
And if you disagree 1000 shots is what I'm giving nigger
Ah drop a body on them aha
Drop a body on the yeah
Drop a body on them close casket nobody saw him
Crime sagas from an entrepreneur
Of white powder distributed clean at night hours
Purchasing fire arms praying god forgive us
But thank god for money and the p***y that they bring us
The has a penthouse I be off in it
The stayed up n****r chasing digits
Roam the yard with the grim reaper watch your step
Catch your very last breath that lead you to your death
Picture got money you can keep your thoughts
Just give me head and study bleed you off
And recognize a gun when you're in his presence
And ask bishop dogs go to heaven phew ah
Ah drop a body on them aha
Drop a body on the yeah
Drop a body on them close casket nobody saw him
I'm gonna steal your
Yeah I told you n****r I go hard every hard nigger
Dark side 2 coming your way nigger aw
For it's too late now