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Home or the killas home of the g's
Boyz round here crawlin dub duece d's
Nigga im from dallas
I rock leathers shag on my head
Flya then a feather
Big money grip leanin on the switch
Floatin on them d's wit another niggas bitch
Blowin sour cush sippin on that oil
This is dallas texas holla at ya boy
I aint gotta job but all day i work
20 grand on the table let it ride on dirt
Ice on the neck ice on the wrist
G rock thats my nigga
He gon want my shit from the am to the am
I grind fuck whats on ya plate
Im gettin mine
Fuck what ya heard im gettin rich
Cruisin down the block wit my oakcliff bitch
She bittin on her slip sayin she want it badly
Crawlin on dub dueces wit her mothafuckin daddy zilla!!!
Home of the killas home of the g's boys round here crawlin dub duece d's
I stay spaced out keep ya partner stuck in his place
They know rock will put that big dot right up in his face
To hell wit the waist im walkin wit my heat in my hand
Tryin to see if each one of my pants ill hold 50 grand
Its a plan i got to get wiked flip n flow
Somethin fuck they head up for a min spin
It endore some when i get it imma spend it
Jus like bubba buy rims that so big u aint find no rubber man
I love it ever time k rob touch see i know
Cats in the city wit tv's in cutlasses tell me the people say we all bad kids
Smoke weed drank pop pills like yall did man
Know im thinkin its alot mo bread
Cuz its alot mo wemon and alot mo head
A dont get it twisted its alot mo drama
Everything bad
No daddys alot mo mommas
Home of the killas home of the g's boyz round here crawlin dub duece d's
Im from the home of the killas
Boy u niggas is some charactorthe
Same nigga spittin these flow will fuckin
Barry yea shots to yea face chest n ass
Area v12 the ambulance nigga
They better hurry up problem on site fag nigga
Ill flurry yea riddin dub dueces causing mass desteria
Trunk popped doors cocked clowin in yea area if you aint riddin
Daytons your over steppin yea bariea
The lac ride flat lorensos and rabas
Choppin on them buttons im cuttin my flows
The stagga if u hatin cuz im skatin yea broad
Yea i can have her if she boppin of the slab
Its evedent i can stab her color changin paint mood swings
As i travel white smoke n grown men smoke shootin out the gravel
I straddle wood wheel clearians unravel
Heated like an additude haters need to skidadel
Home of the killas home of the g's boyz round here crawlin dub duece d's