文本歌词

Py 'til I die just because pyru b's up b***h
Young money is the label
Let us in the door comin in this b***hall red to the floor
And I'm blooded soowoopand
I'm blooded soowoop
I got bloods on stagebloods at my shows
F**k with my bloodsgot blood on your cloths
And I'm blooded soowoop
2x's
Once again its on yea
I'm back in the booth
Stand at the toplike a tac in the roof
Still on these hoeslike a mack in a suit
Still on my toesnot a crack in my shoe
Rappers talkin about mebut
I don't give a hoot
F**k 'em
These n***as still lyin
I'm the muthafukin truth
F**k 'em
Talk tough till
I knock off your kuff
And I own my team
I'm like a
MaloofThey hatin on me
I'm just tryin to be weezy
Just like young jeezyin da lima bean
GhiniSmoked out my mind babyand now
I'm seein 3
Dd**e boy fresh from my fittedto my
DCAll red so these h*es know who we be
We B's Bloods we
B'sPopeye flow yea ya'll n***as sweet peas
Yea I advance my flowand they must like that
They like it so much they say they write that
Barkin at the dog but
I don't bite back
I ain't CPR
I ain't bringin they life back
Black CVRbad b***h on a bite back
Skittles on my wrist yea n***a the bright pack
I'ma shine
I live where da light at
Airforce fly call me a nike check
Brand new coupe same color as the sky
The dash say 2 lord know
I'm gon try
Cop pull me over lord know
I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk lord know
I'm gon fry
Them n***as throwin salt all over my fries
So I'ma just walk all over them guys
N***as throwin darts never hit the bullseye
Yea been around the world rep the same thang
Been around the world its the same gang
B's up B's up flame gang blaaat blaaat blaaat bang bang
I tol my homie streets can't sleep on life
So he popped the
X pill and didn't sleep all night
I ain't worried bout you
I'm just tryin do me
Last album did 2
I'm just tryin do 3
I am wat every pair of eyes oughta see
B***hes just wish they could call and order me
My momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5
Cash money made her say never mind