Road Dogg Skuba James

Lyrics

[Intro] Ha, excuse me Hmm Binko Huh, Skuba Ah, what that means (48 shit) [Chorus] Huh, million-dollar nigga, still gon'— haha (Hol' up) Haha, uh, huh Million-dollar nigga, still gon' pull up at the Coney, huh Ten times out of ten, gotta— huh-huh, huh Ten times out of ten, brodie got it on him, huh Ten times out of ten, huh Ten times out of ten, it ain't just me and brodie (Haha) [Verse] What you know good? Not gon' never tolerate no ho shit (Huh) All I gotta do is say hello to get your ho hit Huh, huh, four fifths of 'ñejo and a four-fifth Nah, hot-ass Draco and a cold bitch I'ma slide for each and every one of mines, huh I got heat for niggas when it ain't even summer time Nah, I'll make a hood rat pop her top, huh Pull them titties out for my brothers on the block, huh Listen, huh Trap nigga, disrespect the niggas in my truck and we gon' whack niggas Huh, hate niggas like I ain't no Black nigga Nah, I ain't know white niggas, I ain't got no— (Hahahaha) Oh, look, I ain't got no crack in me Huh, I just served that, huh, right there where the birds at Know I'm in the kitchen, on the stove where the birds at I been done sent hollow through his 'fro, I know you heard that Listen, fake rich, real bitch-ass nigga Nah, a half gangster, full snitch-ass nigga Huh, them the type of niggas that you run with Nah, that run in your bloodline Nah, I'll run up on you, make you run from us, listen Nah, he gon' take a L, I got Dub with me No, Chop in the backseat strapped with a gun on him Nah, Steez in the front seat strapped with a rifle Nah, Free got a pistol, I'ma walk right behind him (Uh, listen) Nah, you can't slide shit, huh Walk a nigga down for my baby five-six Nah, fuck a nigga bitch then hit her five friends She ate that dick in the brib, call that shit dine-in, in Huh, let me walk somethin' just because I bought somethin' Mr. I'll put the strap down and be done fought somethin' Nah, Mr. I'll shoot a bug bitch with my salt gun (Salt gun) Nah, huh, huh Make a nigga call his bitch to see me, she ain't saw nothin' Old nigga lyin' to that ho and he ain't off nothin' Lame nigga, get to after— (Hol' up) Lame nigga, go and sit at the back of the line Uh, we gon' eat first, huh, yeah, well, we eat the most A couple of them keep Percs, uh, uh, 'cause I need the most I'll buy a whole script, huh, flip a whole bitch Nah, flip a whole brick, I swear to God, I'm cold with it (Ayy, ooh, uh, uh) They ain't thuggin' like your baby Uh, pull up with my shirt off, sippin' Dadas, goin' brazy Doin' a hundred down Gresham with no L's, I'm the mayor My old nigga was the greatest in the field, Gale Sayers (Uh, fuck) Uh, and I'm with the sprayers Uh, not comin' tomorrow, I'm with the bomin' todayers Uh, they bome in the night, uh, end a nigga life Uh, soon as I pop outside, end up in a nigga wife (Hahahaha) Mr. I'll Never Back Down Fresh nigga off the bench squad with the Stackhouses Try play with me, see how my niggas act 'bout it It ain't a man, not a nigga that's around me that ain't 'bout it Huh, who gon' to fake 'bout it? Nah, who gon' play 'bout it? I'll shoot you in your face, ask police what they gon' to say 'bout it Huh, I'll fuck— mm-mm-mm Fuck a bad bitch in the bathroom at a day party, duh [Chorus] Huh, million-dollar nigga, still gon'— haha Hmm, haha, uh, huh Million-dollar nigga, still gon' pull up at the Coney, huh Ten times out of ten, gotta— huh-huh, huh Ten times out of ten, brodie got it on him, huh Ten times out of ten, huh Ten times out of ten, it ain't just me and brodie (Haha) [Outro] What you know good?