Lyrics

I'm one of them masters, yeah And it's Brad Possum That's it Slippin' to the darkness with all us niggas, we charges Livin' everyday like we lawless niggas, it's ballin' Smartest, we're makin' margin, margin, makin' that cake Paper on the line, a real hustler never waits Hoes on the line, put bitches up on them brakes Them bitches ain't comin' through, these bitches just buyin' apes Big enough for flying up out of state Eating good, M-L Peters getting money, me and Lace Having dinner in Salinas when I'm with the homies stretch Every gram worth savoring, don't try to make it stretch I know it's all there, I ain't even gotta guess Niggas so mafia, ain't even gotta stress Put homies on they feet, we never too oppressed Got weed to grow, machines to compress Have a smart mind, you can ball with a thug Have your card out, fam, when you come to the club Now everybody wanna catch a body You know these lil' niggas wanna catch a body I came in the game, wasn't hurting nobody These silly rappers tryna make me catch a body Now everybody wanna catch a body These lil niggas wanna go and catch a body I came in the game, wouldn't hurt nobody These silly rappers wanna make me catch a body Mama on the way to the church, I'm prayin' she pray for us Drama always been on the turf, not a trace of love Forty cal up in her pocket, that's the safest gun Hang the patriot out the window just to make 'em run Got mail, got gal, case a nigga get it charged Get my ripper with credit card, in and out of rented cars Got hard white work, got a hot white bitch And I check some nice chips, on my all night shift Yeah, y'all might trip, nice gun, nice clip This done deal, Quinn, and I run my ship Fill more with the hood, let me crack my whip Frisco with my beef, I can back my lip Yeah, niggas in the bay, we can rap like this We don't get away, then we act like this Pull the strap like this, then you do backflips Every time that Mack kick Mack kick (Mack kick) Now everybody wanna catch a body You know these lil niggas wanna catch a body I came in the game, wasn't hurting nobody These silly rappers tryna make me catch a body Now everybody wanna catch a body These lil niggas wanna go and catch a body I came in the game, wouldn't hurt nobody These silly rappers wanna make me kick your body Look, nickel nine liquor, floss you die quicker Stop his human motion, now he just a pitcher Bang the moon junior, I'm always the victor Got the strap bigger, these young niggas sicker I beat the odds, his mama yelling "Dear God" As we catch bodies, like the guys on the cheer squad Quinn said "Go ahead, bang shine like a new day Top spot empty, say hello to the toupee The Kush fresh out the jar, the flow raw caviar Hunnits point prints, I gave my side CPR Real niggas we forever like tattoos You end up in a box or a bag like fast food Now everybody wanna catch a body You know these lil niggas wanna catch a body I came in the game, wouldn't hurt nobody These silly rappers tryna make me catch a body Now everybody wanna catch a body These lil niggas wanna go and catch a body I came in the game, wouldn't hurt nobody These silly rappers wanna make me catch a body
Writer(s): Gene Thornton, Ronald Lillard, Brandon Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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