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Yea, we up in this bitch
And we ratchet
We fall off in the club and we two hundred deep
(All my niggas deep and we motherfuckinâ this bitch man)
50000, flip that four times, thatâs two hundred Gâs
(We can trap motherfuckinâ paper man, count it up)
Back to back, all black look like 200 Jeeps
Letâs get ratchet in this bitch, itâs like 200 freaks
If the gang up in that bitch, you know we turninâ up
Letâs get ratchet in this bitch so that they know whatâs up
Itâs Rosay âbout the case, thatâs just to pass the time
Oh you donât like that shit, so now you wanna drop it down
Pull up with Tuki, callinâ Juicy, itâs about that time
Well you brought that cash first and thatâs the bottom line
200 strong, 200 beat
200 bands, itâs time to eat
Okay, here go my drunk flow
They canât see me, Iâm nuts so
I was pickinâ up like Pat Tranz cuz the fiends was cominâ in bus loads
Get it off tonight, thatâs all I thought
Nigga try me, see a red dot
Then itâs no sound, these are headshots
If you think itâs funny, thatâs red fox
Tryna chill tonight, better keep me cool
Or itâs head not, they know what to do
You donât know me, I donât know you
You canât crack a bottle, canât hit the dude
Better act right when you see these wolves
Cuz they see you and they smell food
No AC, no ceiling fan, no VDSâs, Iâm so cool
We fall off in the club and we two hundred deep
50000, flip that four times, thatâs two hundred Gâs
Back to back, all black look like 200 Jeeps
Letâs get ratchet in this bitch, itâs like 200 freaks
I ainât goinâ back to Bein broke, bitch I got made
Iâma stay smokinâ, stunt sippinâ âtil Iâm in my grave
Anything that I want, homie Juicy J gone spin it
Iâm in love with a stripper, she in love with my riches
I turned nothing into stuntinâ, beatinâ into bumpinâ
Throw money in the club, fuckinâ bad hoes from humpinâ
Hate niggas doinâ bad while I hit their back with bags
Trippinâ man donât hit no Reggie, super sain in the Zak
Thatâs some shit you never had, I see why you niggas mad
Keep on talkinâ all that trash, my young nigga ride down and blast
They dump off your ass shit and for free
You throw one Ferrari? Now I can buy three
We fall off in the club and we two hundred deep
50000, flip that four times, thatâs two hundred Gâs
Back to back, all black look like 200 Jeeps
Letâs get ratchet in this bitch, itâs like 200 freaks
My swag is on, 3000
What the fuck am I doinâ?
Iâm paper-cakinâ like what you do before baby making? Iâm fresh
I make it happen, I have to make it, so I create it
I rap and tap and I smoke this weed until Iâm sedated
Iâm catching all of these flights
Bitch, Iâm in your city
Catchinâ all of these hoes and I bet the bitches is pretty
I ainât spendinâ a dime ho, pimpinâ all of my money, nigga
In the club the hoes are wild enough to go around and call that book
I move around like ultrasound, the bitch I bounce you down and now she hook
I turnt her up they turnt her out
Thatâs the shit that Iâm about
Taylor Gang is in the house, smell the weed, the bottleâs out
Your bitch is gon and sheâs with us
Your bitch is gon and sheâs with us
Chevy over there bangnâ
Juicy over there trippy
Five shots that gin
Five shots that gin
Rumors here spendinâ, Iâm baked out of my mind
Nate bossinâ more women, we caked off a straight grind nigga
We fall off in the club and we two hundred deep
50000, flip that four times, thatâs two hundred Gâs
Back to back, all black look like 200 Jeeps
Letâs get ratchet in this bitch, itâs like 200 freaks
- Album:
- Gangland