04' Pistons

Lando Bando & Mo Money & Nuk & Beno & Drego - Rap, Midwest Rap
04' Pistons
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Duration: 2:09
Lyrics
[Intro] (It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga) (From Detroit's west side) [Verse 1: Beno] [?] behind your back, watch what I do with her Put me behind this K, watch what I do with it Get your frame bust puttin' on some goofy shit Hell nah, boy, this ain't no movie slit My bitch, she twenty-six They ain't know we snuck the one things on dixie six All this fake shit, man, I'm gettin' tired of it Heard an opp tappin' in, yeah, they call it quits [Verse 2: Nuk] Hit the road with the scams while the bean bean stackin' And the dope so strong, I had Nick rewrap it Twenty-three prolies, fifteen active Got a forty-ball now and sixteen plastics Niggas talkin' on the 'net like they seen action Catch 'em out with my stick, sixteen statues Hit the James with fifty-one, that's fifteen backwards In the gym like AI, I don't need practice [Verse 3: Mo Money] We just changed locations, dropper in the basement She keep starin' at the powder, hold on, come here, taste it If you stash it in the socks, you tearin' up them ankles In the field with them Glocks, all my niggas anxious Don't attempt to slide on that block 'cause you will get painted Heard them M's on the way, Goddamn, I've been patient [Verse 4: Beno] Pull up and stomp on your yard like I'm Omega I was trappin' in the woods, ain't got no data [Verse 5: Mo Money] Lil' baby in my face, ooh, I think I'm the favorite Nuk shootin' out the back like he partin' them Lakers [Verse 6: Nuk] Man Yeah, I want the whole brick, go 'head, pour a quicker I know my mans mad as hell that I hit his sister (I know he know it) But that pussy wet as hell, and I got her thicker When you ballin', ball that bitch, I bet she lock that dick up I call my baby nuck up and she locked to split up I make a bitch drink my cum when she got the hiccups My bitch keep complainin', she say she need some more meat When I talk my shit, yeah, it sound like poetry You can stop lookin', ain't no fuckin' loyalty All my dogs kings, I treat 'em just like royalty I ain't never had no motherfuckin' handout (No) You ain't never seen me with my fuckin' hand out I talk beans and nut gone, whip the fuckin' tan out Go'n take a chance, dog, and see how it plan out
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Credits
- Writers
- Mo Money
- Nuk
- Beno
- Drego
- Lando Bando