lirik lagu fmb dz - long ride ii
[intro]
(frontline sh~t)
fastmoneyboyz
(good lookin’, dnell)
yeah
[verse]
b~tch, i do it for the trenches, i ain’t like none of these n~ggas
i catch flights for a living, drop big ice on these n~ggas
sell a hundred for the bail, now i’m for the bookbag
five thousand for the glasses (n~gga, i can’t look back)
doin’ donuts in the ‘vette, i just spinned that ‘cat
hit the club totin’ that b~tch, nitro comin’ out the back
drop the top on that b~tch and show these diamonds on my neck
i told her, “baby, give me neck”, said this d~ck was some respect
they used to say i sound like eddies, now these n~ggas sound like me
so tell me how i’m ‘posed to feel? boy, this sh~t confusing me
b~tch, i got it out the mud, i ain’t have to bite nothin’
b~tch, this sh~t come off the dome, i ain’t gotta write nothin’
n~gga ain’t gon’ shake nothin’, n~gga ain’t gon’ take nothin’
two cars, four choppers, we’d let off eight hundred
n~gga, i just left cali with some ‘bows, ain’t pay nothin’
jocarelli puttin’ the hoes out the pad that ain’t f~ckin’
caught one to the back, n~gga, i ain’t feel nothin’
go nowhere without my strap, n~gga, i’ma k!ll somethin’
i can’t speak for everybody, b~tch, but i got real hundreds
i got big money, get~you~hit money
made your b~tch sit in the corner, told her, “count this sh~t for me”
organize the check for me, she know i’m the big homie
she been lookin’ all her life, she ain’t met a boss yet
cool pull up in that black~on~black porsche on offsets
told the plug about the move to la, so what’s next?
he introduced me to the grower, now i’m pickin’ out my packs
white b~tch transporting, she be bringing in my racks
no, i’m lyin’, b~tch, i’m don, everything i spit be facts
you be out west, b~tch, you lyin’, i ain’t sent you out there yet
i told matt i just touched down, b~tch, i’m at the lax
pull up smellin’ like a pound, hoppin’ out the cls
tatay with me hittin’ sales, we just left the cvs
my white kit cost a bale, everything vvs
.223 hit hit chests, n~gga can’t catch his breath
landmine sittin’ in my front yard, watch your step
‘fore a n~gga try to run in my spot, he gon’ blow up
bro bro just caught an opp, we gon’ pour up
this a celebration ’round this b~tch, we ’bout to go up
b~tch sayin’ she don’t suck d~ck, she need to grow up
i need a freaky b~tch that’s gon’ suck it ’til she throw up, uh (ooh)
[outro]
(frontline sh~t)
(good lookin’, dnell)
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