tone capone - crown vic muzik lyrics
[chorus]
yung n-gg-, 19, 20 ball on em
thugged out, trapping sacks all d-mn morning
real playa n-gg-, if she tripping, gotta fire the b-tch
str8 up out the trenches, still rocking this designer sh-t
antman was out in cali, plugged with them mexicans
i was still in phenix city, thuggin with that f&n
choppa by the door, ain no secret, he’ll murk a n-gg-
when gucci mane & waka fell out, that sh-t hurt a n-gg-
always the pimp dawg, i ain never been a hoe
couple dollars on me, but we keep the paper in the floor
pockets full of 5s & 10s, ima make it count my n-gg-
if you wasn’t in the streets back then, that sh-t don’t count my n-gg-
[verse 1]
yung n-gg-, 19, 20 ball on em
thugged out, trapping sacks all d-mn morning
real playa n-gg-, if she tripping, gotta fire the b-tch
str8 up out the trenches, still rocking this designer sh-t
antman was out in cali, plugged with them mexicans
i was still in phenix city, thuggin with that f&n
choppa by the door, ain no secret, he’ll murk a n-gg-
when gucci mane & waka fell out, that sh-t hurt a n-gg-
always the pimp dawg, i ain never been a hoe
couple dollars on me, but we keep the paper in the floor
pockets full of 5s & 10s, ima make it count my n-gg-
if you wasn’t in the streets back then, that sh-t don’t count my n-gg-
[chorus]
[verse 2]
naw that sh-t don’t count my n-gg-
naw that sh-t don’t count my n-gg-
trigger finger itchin so you know this ain the route my n-gg-
shawty super real, she’ll catch a play & run a route my n-gg-
had to put ha thru some sh-t to see what she about my n-gg-
dope boy flow forever n-gg-
f-ck these hoes forever n-gg-
f-ck tha 12, dnt ever tell, don’t fold under no pressure n-gg-
gotta keep it real n-gg-, you know what it is n-gg-
gotta act like you ready to die so you can live n-gg-
paper over p-ssy cuz that sh-t be bringing problems dawg
falling out with n-gg-s cuz they mad i’m tryna prosper dawg
it feel like i lost a lot of patnas when that cash came
shawty held it down, she feel like she deserve my last name
we go back a few years so i spoiled ha when that bag came
love you with all my heart shawty, but i can’t leave the fast lane
i told myself the only thing i’d marry is the cash mane
she spazzing bout some letters when i woulda gave my last mane
[chorus]
[outro]
real n-gg-, know tha strippers, call em by they real name
wce in this b-tch so they know what it is mane
we grew up together, knew ha forever, she slick like my sister
street n-gg- don’t give a f-ck, you know i’ll still hit ha
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