Testi musica canzoni

[Intro]
Uhhhhh
Yeah
Uhhhhh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted
killa wit it
Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it
I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come
through
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck
with you niggas
My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas
I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to
push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at
pussy
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn
sure ain't friends
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my
rims
If your bitch wanna roll, I'ma let her get in
I don't play but I'm a playa till the
mothafuckin' end [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do'
Bitch get in my car

[Verse 2]
Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh I'm the
shyiiit
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with
ya bitch
I ain't ?? these hoes, man I'm bout my paper
If your bitch really bout it nigga I'm gon' take
her
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make
up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her
to Jacob
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think
she wifey
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes
me

Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
One hour, Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin'
But then the next week, nah man it was nothin'
[gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do'
Bitch get in my car

[Verse 3]
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never
lie
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm
high
First its pain when you lust for love, then its
smooth and calm
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not
enough
Find out when you fuckin' broke, love won't get
you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be
sexin' me
They suck cock that make 'em hot, I just let 'em
stand next to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your
love
69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
My conversations so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over
and I'm in the bed [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do'
Bitch get in my car

[Outro]
Hahaha
Quit playin' bitch get it
You know you wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
[Gunshots]