That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3, cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through bouncing on a scraping plate
*DJ Screw scratching...*
I'm gonna smoke some fucking blunts
Pop the fucking trunk, the
Neon lights gonna come
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock, I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals
I'm just kinda fried, I don't know why
I just popped up, eating breakfast, asking why?
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get my shit right
Cause I'm not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know I'm gonna be the one
To take a fucking loss
26, up in this bitch: be jamming
Niggas coming down pop trunks just slamming
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas staying on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody late and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed up on the glass, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga coming down with blue and purple
Coming down with the 5th in the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big Moe wassup, in this bitch
And this nigga's singing
Coming through just like hell
The bells are ringing
Big Moe wreck one more, so we can hit the store
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
It's that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
ed up with them boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros
Now we chilling, now we just leaning
And we coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we gone, going real strong
I'm thinking riding far, I'm thinking riding long
Drop, roll, barre: that's what I want
I'm coming on down jamming with that P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent Southside: lil' Key-C
I showing up, everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leaning in they seat
Smoking swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up in the seats
And I splits down nothing but them Swisher Sweets
I'm just what reclining
Nigga bumper climbing
Man what's up in my mouth you see them diamonds
Yeah everybody like beware the

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