b money da don walk (pole mix) şarkı sözleri

Know we been steppin' it's, f*ck what you thought Turn up that pressure, might run down or walk Had your main bitch, she a freak, told her walk Jump on that beat, it's deceased, bring the chalk Slide, glide, step, gotta walk Opps been snitchin' implying', walk Trey eights, Mack rounds, walk Bitch on the pole where it's cold, gotta walk, need me a whip and a vault Most of these niggas gon' talk Bitch know it's money da don Slick hate just pass em the salt Your bitch tryna f*ck on me, soft I got ice on my body, it's frost If I bust this shit down, it's gon' cost you Stick and move, watch for the cross Shit super cold on the pole with them demons, I'm drippin She told me it's sauce Walk down, got that tech on with the beam Them niggas like moss Watching niggas click and, flip to win I gotta charge it, steppin' and spinnin they know how we living Bet we gon' finish why start it 30's and 100's revolvers Glickies and 50's, these switches M-O-B, f*ck all these bitches 5-P-S, we keep this shit street We on this money, they fu, how you comin' Walking shit down, that's a fee I'm from the pole, this shit cold F*ck niggas and bitches, shit tricky, you know how it be Know we been steppin' it's, f*ck what you thought Turn up that pressure, might run down or walk Had your main bitch, she a freak, told her walk Jump on that beat, it's deceased, bring the chalk Slide, glid, step, gotta walk Opps been snitchin' implying', walk Trey eights Mack rounds, walk Bitch on the pole, where its cold, gotta walk Red beam on that thing like I'm Kano We ain't forget on your top like a Kangol Know we been steppin' on shit where your angels Had your main bitch, in leg locks im Kurt Angle I guess it's all in the game, EA F*ck all these niggas and bitches, they fake Pickin' and choosin', they hate Ten toes in this shit, I won't change Hit your main bitch with the D, she act strange Duckin' and dodgin' da pen Ain't slippin', niggas trickin', water whippin I need me a Benz, Spin Step, slide, bend, ain't no Xans Bitch, these mids, money over friends Walk, what we talkin', we lit Niggas full' lies, they bought Playin' both sides, gotta die what it cost Keep me and Stash and a safe We on your ass, they know it ain't safe Niggas say they real, and they still gon' talk I popped me a seal today Shit super flaw, niggas slimy That fu shit behind me, we grind, you niggas is fake Know we been steppin' it's, f*ck what you thought Turn up that pressure, might run down or wall Had your main bitch, she a freak, told her walk Jump on that beat, it's deceased, bring the chalk Slide, glide, step, gotta walk Opps Been snitchin' implying ', walk Trey eights, Mack rounds, walk Bitch on the pole, where it's cold, gotta walk
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