Lyrics

(feat. LiveSosa) (Intro) I love my life, I lean it down I pray tonight, I see the light And I go along Yeah, yeah (Hook) As I count my N's in the back of the Jeep My young niggas, my young niggas They say they wanna be like me They say they wanna ball like me I pour it up! Four, four 15's And they beatin' down the block And the police on my ass I bent the corner and smashed I bent the corner and smashed All these hoes be calling I'm picking up this paper now The streets be calling me (Verse) Four 15's got the police on red alert Coming down hard beatin', sounding like a concert Slick B, he hooked it up, got everything sounding fine Now I'm flipping, flopping, swapping Kenwoods and amps Killing them! You don't like my rims, you ain't feeling them I go home and change my shoes and come back on some spinnin' ones Beacon, hide real low from the G thing My tag rattle, plus my mirrors shake, it can't be legal I hide boy in a Chevelle with big guap boy Sideway, been in the corner with no top boy I'm hurting them, man I got the whole hood shaking Gold 26s got the whole hood hating (Hook) As I count my N's in the back of the Jeep My young niggas, my young niggas They say they wanna be like me They say they wanna ball like me I pour it up! Four, four 15's And they beatin' down the block And the police on my ass I bent the corner and smashed I bent the corner and smashed All these hoes be calling I'm picking up this paper now The streets be callin' me (Verse 2) Turn the music down, when they holler I don't hear em tho Especially when my favorite song is beatin' on the radio I'm looking at em man, like who the fuck is y'all Betta mind your fucking business man and let a youngsta ball Whippin', coming down your block, knocking pictures off the walls So I rushed 3 rhyme baggin' bitches out the mall I'm a giant, high, just like Gucci Mane or ridin' time fly You should see their head turn, when I ride, flyin by Beating, got the whole neighborhood shaking Them hoes be like, "what's happening?" they're my motivation! I'm hurting them, man I got the whole world geeked I snap my steerin' wheel and make the whole car beat (Hook) As I count my N's in the back of the Jeep My young niggas, my young niggas They say they wanna be like me They say they wanna ball like me I pour it up! Four, four 15's And they beatin' down the block And the police on my ass I bent the corner and smashed I bent the corner and smashed All these hoes be calling I'm picking up this paper now The streets be callin' me