Letra de W.W.Y.D
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Been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been riding hunnids
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
I been riding hunnids
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
I been getting money been spending money boy that's little money
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
Made it out the jects now I'm on a jet
Still throwing up my set
DJ Khaled we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
Thats the way show no stress
Thats your bitch she showin' stress
It ain't nothing its a test nigga
Pull up in that wet, throwin' up my set
Hot shit you get wet nigga
It ain't none of that nigga
It ain't none if this
What you want with this
You you don't war with this where ya boys is
Hit that bank on that Lloyd shit, grown boy shit
Pistol knock your ass out it be on that Floyd shit
In my lane bunch of bullshit
I can do it
And my pistol imma scoot it at your
In ya head now your dead nigga
Where ya bread nigga
In the field, where ya lead nigga
Yous a dead nigga
In my hand, its some bread nigga
I throw bread nigga
Where I live in the strip club
I'm the man nigga
Shawty Lo I done dun dun dun all these hoes
How we roll we gone come through and stop the show
Let me know where my fuckin' bread then I adios
Out ya hears in my fuckin' whip they like where he go
Been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been riding hunnids
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
I been getting money been spending money boy that's little money
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
Made it out the jects now I'm on a jet
Still throwing up my set
DJ Khaled we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
Thats the way show no stress
Thats your bitch she showin' stress
It ain't nothing its a test nigga
Grandma house sellin' dope out the back door
Cops coming, I run out nigga
Here they come knockin' at my door
I be out the door with my dope and my rolls
In Iraq fuck lil Mexico
I be smoking Citgo and Texaco
Gas, premium mane you know
I let her hit it then I strech your ho
I'm like whoa
She said she be snorting coke
She want coke
I told her I be riding in them fucking totes with the Glo
Pull up on a nigga bust a move
Which one of you niggas gonna shoot
I'm ready I'm finna shoot the fuck up and lace my boot
Now we finna shoot the muthafuckin' pistols gettin' loose
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
Made it out the jects now I'm on a jet
Still throwing up my set
DJ Khaled we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
Thats the way show no stress
Thats your bitch she showin' stress
It ain't nothing its a test nigga
Pull up in that wet, throwin' up my set
Hot shit you get wet nigga
It ain't none of that nigga
It ain't none if this
What you want with this
You you don't war with this where ya boys is
Hit that bank on that Lloyd shit, grown boy shit
Pistol knock your ass out it be on that Floyd shit
In my lane bunch of bullshit
I can do it
And my pistol imma scoot it at your
In ya head now your dead nigga
Where ya bread nigga
In the field, where ya lead nigga
Yous a dead nigga
In my hand, its some bread nigga
I throw bread nigga
Where I live in the strip club
I'm the man nigga
Shawty Lo I done dun dun dun all these hoes
How we roll we gone come through and stop the show
Let me know where my fuckin' bread then I adios
Out ya hears in my fuckin' whip they like where he go
Been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been riding hunnids
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
I been getting money been spending money boy that's little money
That ain't nothin' That ain't nothin'
Made it out the jects now I'm on a jet
Still throwing up my set
DJ Khaled we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
Thats the way show no stress
Thats your bitch she showin' stress
It ain't nothing its a test nigga
Grandma house sellin' dope out the back door
Cops coming, I run out nigga
Here they come knockin' at my door
I be out the door with my dope and my rolls
In Iraq fuck lil Mexico
I be smoking Citgo and Texaco
Gas, premium mane you know
I let her hit it then I strech your ho
I'm like whoa
She said she be snorting coke
She want coke
I told her I be riding in them fucking totes with the Glo
Pull up on a nigga bust a move
Which one of you niggas gonna shoot
I'm ready I'm finna shoot the fuck up and lace my boot
Now we finna shoot the muthafuckin' pistols gettin' loose
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