feat. AP-9, Spice 1
[C-Bo]
I hits em up with a two finger
Out the roof of a regal
And combat fool
I m knowing to pack a
Desterin egal
Niggas know the rules
Under pressure from pete wilson
And all these new laws
For filling my draws
And never pause a straight hog
Fuck some dogs we want it all
Real nigga third
That dump slugs and share hood
You know what s up cuz
I put the dick in the mud
Know the california mind bosses
Stay surrounding with thugs
Get at me
Cuz my shit be a 100% real killas
Stranded in the ghetto paying
For protecting drug dealers
The love niggas
Down and dirty that plug niggas
And slug niggas in the face
With one of they pistols
And mug niggas
It s all about the power
So I count my money every hour
Hope my choppers devower the whole hood line
They cower
Like the duck hower
We leave em plucked fucked and burning
Feening fo mo money as the world keeps turning
Nigga
[Chorus]
Round and round as the world keeps turning
My enemies burning
My enemies jurn these burning
When it stops nobody knows
I m busting slugs and fo s
I m busting slugs and fo s
Round and round as the world keeps turning
My enemies burning
My enemies jurn these burning
When it stops nobody knows
I m about to catch the do
Catch the do
[AP-9]
My henn full of smoke
I broke the flow to a nigga toe
Plus I m fresh out of dope
I need some mo
Cuz that s all I know
I be balling till I die
They wanna see me fried
For being a good guy
Through my eyes I m
Heck living barely breathing
Smoking weed with my og z
Ride till I d-i-e
Young G blessed in the dop
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