187 Skillz

Lyrics
[Hook] To murder if I have to To murder if I have to To murder if I have to [Verse 1] Straight dealin bout 11 on the D-O-T Dolla signs on my mind cause ain't a thang for free I'm steady ballin', but never fallin', damn them hoes keep callin' Is that, that nigga that's on the trigga that's steady hollin' Off a, couple of dead ones, don't wanna see that red rum That pistol whip a nigga with that fuckin' infrared son, see I want it all, cause now it's time to ball I'm tryna blow up like my name was Biggie Smalls Past the quarter pound, now break it down as I clown It's goin down, where's my destination fool in H-Town So hold your weight now, cause ain't no motherfuckin' lackin' You're just mackin', Cadillacin', zig zaggin' That straight pimp game from the South Now what's it's all it about With the motherfuckin' diamonds in his mouth See bloodbasket fill ,this nigga that get your cap peeled For real I grab that steel, cause you know I got them 187 Skillz [Hook] [Verse 2] Gimme a bird and imma cook it, a show and imma book it Now-a-fuckin days seems that nigga that's livin' crooked Sellin' rocks, makin' knots, cause my G's is too raw And I got love for my thugs, from South Park to Crenshaw So Mr. Officer why in the fuck you treat me rude Cause I smell like endo and I was jammin' Ice Cube But I be true to the game, ain't nothing changing but clips I'm runnin' scratch makin' mil and collectin' my chips I'm sellin' yay every day, I'm down with young Dre I'm straight from Houston Texas took a trip to East Bay So it's on, from motherfuckin' dusk to dawn I got a pocket fulla drugs and mo' thugs than Bone So it's real, when nigga that comin' around that gettin' that cap peeled So do you wanna see that ESG grab the steel And if I grab the steel, the bloodbasket fill It's ninety fuckin' six, I'm in the midst, click 187 Skillz [Hook]
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- E.S.G. (TX)