tony yayo - 410 revolver lyrics
still in the beats you can see a seed soda
navy blue lavins match the rims on the rover
too much traffic in rap, i ride the shoulder
rap likes to blow man colder
still waiting on that f800 benz
keep it 100 f havin friends, i’m bout making ends
chinchilla in storage i keep it cool
it’s cold like my b-tch, she make em drool
a million deaths to a pigeons stool
my shoes gas like hesh when a n-gg- move, fool
casket sharp, fresh to death
filth rich give me the loot, big and meth
slip her outta lapearla hit it to the mornin
all the clicko got a n-gg- hurling
she gotta fat -ss, with some nice extensions
a gold digger tryna m-ss her intentions
tryna m-ss them intentions baby
kill or be killed
gpg 4
got nuttin to prove to y’all n-gg-z man
knawimsayin
i email for 3 thosuand dollars for madonna paper
ya feel me
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