jesse b dawg & tre fitty - a little story lyrics
[verse 1 jesse b dawg]
heres a little story bout back in the day
bout a homie named j the sat wit n ak
he had some pitbulls gnarly as f-ck
n if u tried to test j u would f-cked up
they call me lil j cuz i way i slang
the purple product to the people
im the best in my gang
i put it down homie
n i ride for the set
this is the bongman gang
b-tch represent
i keep a fat bag of marjiuana by at all times
u never know when u gotta roll up n get high
i keep a line of b-tches in my contact book
all good looks n all know how to cook
like d-mn
i never thought
id live this long
love live the king
n im the king of the bong
this that butr
that gutter type criminal rap
that boom bap on the beat tryna bring that sh-t back
[verse 2 tre fitty]
heres a lil story bout the homie name j
who go robbin every sat-rday
shotty in the hand and 40 in the other
when he pulls up people hold up m-th-f-cka
give ya chains a tuck cuz h-ll sn-tch it off yo neck
like its a hobby streets is the lobby
smokin ciggys through his missin tooth
corn on the cob t–th
hes 2 psycho for the party
loddy doddy dont f-ck wit em cuz it will be costly
n0body move n0body get hurt
anybody dancin homie let the gauge burst
empty yo pockets cuz h-ll have yo brain
leakin out ya eye sockets
cuz he grabbin at ya watches n wallets no stallin
cuz dudes in the mood fo k!llin a hero
for a little bit a denero
b-tch!
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