Solo

歌詞

Nigga, what the fuck we on? (DJ, you the plug) Hm-mm Mad as a bitch, fuck that shit, I'm slidin' in the stolo It's just me and the stick, bitch, I'ma slide solo Tryna crack you in your shit, I bet you won't speak no more Tryna play me like a bitch, but you know that's a no-no Dressed in all black, I'm on your street late night, lookin' like a hobo Six shots all I need, I'm steppin' wit' the .44 If I go broke, bitch, I'ma score, come get it for the low-low And they threw Ruff up in the hole for trippin' on that mojo Posted in the cut, no Band-Aid, if I tell him, he gon' spray I tell him, he gon' spray (I tell him, he gon' spray) And don't come around my way, they don't play No, that shit just ain't safe, that shit just ain't safe And I just left the gun store, bitch, I'm like, "Who wants smoke?" Inhale it, you gon' choke, I tell 'em pull up now and they gon' do that shit pronto That's the reason that I love 'em, how the fuck could I want more? Ain't no deers in that field, but we huntin', though Back then they used to treat me just like shit when my funds low But now I'm rich, bitch, I can buy my mama a condo Just lookin' for some better days, I pray as the months go Why the fuck you feel like you can come and play wit' me? Ain't tryna hear that shit you said, I know it's make believe Don't know what it is yet but they on the interstate wit' ki's Police had got behind my ass, I had to ate the weed I'm drivin' fast, I do the dash, I got them k's with me Might fuck around and pull a race, ain't got Tayk wit' me Right on the scene, that's where he lay, bitch, we gon' make 'em bleed Bitch, you gon' scream since your bitch ass been tryna make a scene Said I was gon' stop takin' Percs, but now I'm takin' three Said I was gon' stop sippin' Act, but I still taste the lean With Krazy K, he's tryna show you what the crazy mean They want me dead, what, you scared? Why the fuck you savin' me? Mad as a bitch, fuck that shit, I'm slidin' in the stolo It's just me and the stick, bitch, I'ma slide solo Tryna crack you in your shit, I bet you won't speak no more Tryna play me like a bitch, but you know that's a no-no Dressed in all black, I'm on your street late night, lookin' like a hobo Six shots all I need, I'm steppin' wit' the .44 If I go broke, bitch, I'ma score, come get it for the low-low And they threw Ruff up in the hole for trippin' on that mojo Posted in the cut, no Band-Aid, if I tell him, he gon' spray I tell him, he gon' spray (Spray) And don't come around my way, they don't play No, that shit just ain't safe (Safe), that shit just ain't safe (Oh, oh)