GTA 2

Yeah Yeah Let's go Ooh Key, talk to 'em Key, talk to 'em I had to turn to the streets when I ain't have none of these I gotta stand ten toes Ten toes I know it's them versus me They be cappin' 'bout what they got goin' on, please believe me I was outside, nigga, in the smoke Outside I don't even watch TV Watch TV One chain on, low key, no J, it cost a quarter key Blunts do it better Blunts do it bettеr Blunts do it better Blunts do it bettеr I came in a G-Wagen, came with a chauffeur Cocaine ones on me, like baking soda I pay for her ass, she know what I'm on Pay for her ass Send them to shoot up the car when I'm wrong I ain't never paid but just know that I'm stoned Niggas get smoked like Al Capone I thought my time was wrong Woo Now all the bullets is froze Gee, how much your bail? How many? I'ma call pays jail They in the trial with bail Can't pay no attention for real I let you rock your bell I rock Chanel for real Chanel for real, yeah, Chanel for real, there's a difference, you know what I'm saying? Key, talk to 'em Hey Let's go Blunts do it better Blunts do it better Blunts do it better Yeah Blunts do it better I came in a G-Wagen, came with a chauffeur Cocaine ones on me, like baking soda I pay for her ass, she know what I'm on Pay for her ass Send them to shoot up the car when I'm wrong I ain't never paid but just know that I'm stoned Niggas get smoked like Al Capone I'm riding with the slimes, they right or wrong Yeah, the A1s, they diggin' up wreck, my niggas want all the smoke Yeah, I seen an opp on the news, I had to go write me a song Yeah, the stick give nigga the blues, these hoes they won't leave me alone I got some new Vlone, and I got Ksubis on I got some new Vlone, nigga, with a big old chrome Yeah, slime a nigga out Yeah, wipe a nigga nose My diamonds all yellow like Snack Jumpin' out, let me get dough Yeah, I was just in the spot with the pot I ride in the drop with a thot I'm whippin' the boat, make it last I got mollies and Xannies in this backpack I got a hundred shooters that'll spin your block in a Scat Pack I gotta stand ten toes Ten toes I know it's them versus me Niggas be cappin' 'bout what they got goin' on, please believe me I was outside, nigga, in the smoke Outside I don't even watch TV Watch TV One chain on, low key, no J, it cost a quarter key Blunts do it better Blunts do it better Blunts do it better Blunts do it better I came in a G-Wagen, came with a chauffeur Cocaine ones on me, like baking soda I pay for her ass, she know what I'm on Pay for her ass Send them to shoot up the car when I'm wrong I ain't never paid but just know that I'm stoned Niggas get smoked like Al Capone