paroles de chanson 6 Pick (feat. Go Yayo, Get $ Lil Ronnie, Lil Cj Kasino, Slezzy Bezzy & Yella Beezy) - Yella Beezy , Trapboy Freddy , Go Yayo , Lil CJ Kasino

Hit my line where you at pop up come shop is we got good dope

Serving the gas through the window, I don't give a fuck if you kinfolk

Aye aye glass house was tin foil, straight drop hit like 10-4

Real trapper I'll send my kinfolk, turn a good girl to a nympho

Let's get it crackin dope in the
Cabinet I put that work in her panties

These niggas be actin serving these
Addys I put them m's in the cabinet

40 go boom like tempo everybody get hit even yo bimbo

Even yo binfolk I'm in the trap rollin
Nickels break down a pack like a swisher
Counting this cash with your sister she eat the dick I don't kiss her

She disappear I don't miss her, sipping that lean like a liquor
These niggas square as a picture,
OG gas in the jar like a pickle get 2 for a nickel

We still trapping honey pack skittles stain a nigga for a figure

I give a fuck if they sign me im on the block where its grimy
Lookin for me you could find me

Where I'm at? Up there, up there, Kush price set and it's up there

OG bags let em go for 2 for 5 ain't
Shot here sweet I ain't letting shot slide
Fuck niggas play with the gang better hide
My young nigga shoot like it's NBA Live

Kicking the pack like it's FIFA, we got the package of reefer
Go get it pack up some reefer
Oak Cliff nigga got it cheaper, whipping the work wife beater

Aye aye she know I'm fuckin then
Leaving so she suck on me like she leaching
Aye aye El Chapo I'm a demon fuck that bitch then deleting

Aye aye young nigga hungry they
Scheming, woke up the folks they was dreaming
We got good dope if you feindin whip up my dope to a beam and.

I beat the pack like it's Tina, can't see me John Cena
I got them spots like a cheetah

Nigga im fly as a seagull kick it with my crip side people
That bitch be lying you believe her

And you kissing that bitch and she swallowing semen
Young nigga came from the streets I was scheming
All the all that rapping capping like he a demon
Catch em in person these niggas ain't mean it

Huh naw these niggas ain't mean it
Boy these niggas be schemin huh huh
Two hundred thou I seen it, three hundred thou you dreamin huh huh
All this money in the mattress, my necklace flooded in carrots huh huh
I just be ducking these rabbits boy these lil niggas be actin

All of my niggas in love with them
Carrots I swear I be thuggin with rabbits
Aye all of them gadgets on top of the
Mattress them packs on top of the cabinet
Pint it be rollin like dabbins, I'm all in the game like NFL Madden
Ain't never had dreams of rappin,
Just hit me a scheme and that's how it happen

Aye Ball in the D like the Mavericks, all my young demons they savages
Pop up let ya have it
They know the gang with that static
They know we pop up with Thookas this shit gone get tragic

Pop up with thookas this shit'll get
Tragic retarded like boy with the maggin uh
Wrap up the dope like a package fuck this rap I'm trappin
Nosy ass neighbors keep naggin, I'm with my dog like Shaggy
Rapping my hood it's tatted, big 44 I'm saggin
Got 4 bo's in the cabinet fuck more hoes then your daddy

Kicking this shit like Jet Li
Pass my towel you sweatin me
No I'm not Keith but your Sweating me
All on her knees ho blessing me
Wet a nigga ass like slitherbomb
Chopper sound like a damn intercom
Nigga I ain't stop fuck a pentagon
Gucci my bag me and my son

At the store in designer I'm trappin in Gucci (Trap, Gucci, Brr)
Just hit me a stain got me dancing like Uzi
Do it look like I'm left off Bad & Boujee (Huh, What you say)
Do it look like I'm left off Bad & Boujee
VVS diamonds they wet like Jacuzzi
Choppa hit him make him sing like he Lucci

Sing like Lucci, Bam like Boosie
I'm in the trap trap God like Gucci, I smoke the kush to a doobie
Rappin on power like Lubys, FNN no rugers
Shoot a nigga like a movie, I had them cruisers by Rudys

Clip long as two rulers give her pipe then I through her
Act like I never knew her
I'm in your shit like I grew in it, You in my city you tourin
These niggas watchin tryna copy what I'm doing
It don't work like unemployed

A nigga playing then we blowing
Reach for my chain and you dying lil nigga you know I ain't going
Play with Go Yayo be dead in the morning
First shot in yo head we ain't sending no warnings, Bitch!