- Bun B my music 歌詞
- Dem Franchize Boyz Bun B
- My Music -Dem Franchize Boyz
Dis dat soso def sh*t
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Everytime I do it you know just who I do it fo
My og *****z my gurls in the strip club
And fa my top cats thats block cruisin
Thats for the coops serve the rocks on the block music
And any club any party dont rock dis
Im sendin my trend dawg its lean wit it rock wit it
And fo the projects buildings behind the locked gates
They do wut they gotta do and hustle at a top rate
Movin dem os makin dey pention we grind till we ride
Sittin on 24inches
My ghetto *****z and *****es know how to keep it hood
I keep it gutta Ima gangsta u know just how I do it
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Im the sh*t u cant say Im not
I keep white keep purp like a crayon box
Aay and got a nice whipped game and I cant lie
Sh*t I could cook coke on a camp fire
Put it in my hands I can make it go
If I cant move it then Ima call tony yo
I let the ******s from my gun spread
Sippin hard while u down on the corn bread
First I droppin the mix
Hit the pot like a edward and bought 8bricks
Yup in my white tee so u know I keep it white
And I keep green like a traffic light
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
U know who it be its you win to the little b
One hundred and one percent gangsta check my pedagree
Movin thru yo city like a mutha****in mayor
Hate on me ni**a like I mutha****in care
Im the king of the trill got the
Streets in a head lock
A head busta piece so heads up I keep the lead **** ed
Sellinmo yayo than u piece in a bread box
And Ima keep on pushin even when the feds flop
I represent the trill I stand up fo the hood
Im holdin down the underground just like a ni**a should
UGK and dfb we do it fo the block
Dem d boyz in the trap holdin work keepin it ****ed
It dont stop
I make my music for the ones servinjsservinjs
The *****es in the club shakina*s fo the payfo the pay
Fo the ones one the blockten hoe block holders
Fo the ones thatll knock ya head off ya shoulders
Thats gangsta I doin fo the thugz
And the *****es in the hood on erry type of drug
Shipped across the border from purp to the cola
I hustle spreewells like fa three ten and molderz
Pond shop *****z keep a couple handguns
Chopper in the trunk and they keep one in the head son
B un is out the test u wanna test son
My motive is to kill a ni**a shoot above the chest boy
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the os
The old school pros in the strip club
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