paroles de chanson Fye Up Da Kush - Tony Shhnow

Yeah
Bling-blaow-wow-baow, you bitch nigga
Yeah
Pussy
Yeah, the greatest
Huh?
Untouchable, nigga
Undisputed heavyweight champion, pussy nigga
Get your weight up, ho-ass nigga
Yeah, I know you see us in the club thirty deep, bottles up, nigga

I fire up the kush and then hop out the coupe
This groupie-ass bitch just wanna get loose
I'm with some dread head niggas pourin' up lean
I spent they whole rent like that shit ain't a thing
My uncle in here and he turnt off a bean
I live in the night and I sell that ho dreams
I hit the club, it's like the time stop

These rappers going broke, they jewelry in the pawn shop
I'm smoking loud, see, I'm quiet, but the money talk
And yeah, we run the hood, but today, I money walk
Could put a price on your head, look what that money bought
Racks looking ugly, you niggas need a job
I'm pressing hard in the paint, I don't need a lob
I keep it tucked, I'm so professional
In love with my profession, my obsession flex on niggas and count up decimals
I count up the chicken, then hop out the coupe
I fly to Atlanta to pour up a deuce
I lie to that bitch, but her pussy the truth
My niggas ain't hoopers, but know how to shoot
I'm in the trap, got that bitch in the mood
I beat the block 'til that bitch get abused
All of my niggas got nothing to lose
I'm in Hollywood, Tom Cruise
I'm a dirty dog in the trap serving Michael Vicks
With a pretty bad bitch, ass thicker than a Twix
My wrist cost a lick, I'm in the club with a brick
Yeah, these diamonds piss, but sorry, baby, I still ain't shit
I get you touched for a nick'
I got that flame 'cause I'm lit
My boy don't think, he just gon' click
Just signed my gun, that bitch could spit
What you know about a bad bitch, nigga?
What you know about them trash bags and them glass 'cicles?
I know niggas up five hundred, now they on they last nickel
Spoiled by a bad apple, now they in a bad pickle
These rappers so predictable
If you talk some money, then you know I talk reciprocal
Me and Ben Frank identical

I fire up the kush and then hop out the coupe
This groupie-ass bitch just wanna get loose
I'm with some dread head niggas pourin' up lean
I spent they whole rent like that shit ain't a thing
My uncle in here and he turnt off a bean
I live in the night and I sell that ho dreams
I hit the club, it's like the time stop