CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : di*kIES SUIT
Woah, Kenny
Bulldog bite your motherf**kin' face off
Touch my migo in this b*t*h and we gon' take off
Flip the P now, we about to get this shake off
Me and KT gon' move them pounds just like weight loss
We body build, that shotty kill, my mommy still a Crip (Uh-huh)
A MC with that hammer and I'm too legit to quit (Uh-huh)
Police comin' so we throw that hammer right over the fence
Dogs in the backyard, one of our blowers hit a pit
Pick up felony from tryna make that sh*t move
All my dogs got records like a crate, you gotta dig through
Touchin' n***a's chains if my stomach touch my ribs fool
Touch a n***a chain if it's ugly and my rent due
I got creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop
I'm like Zion with the squad but we can really Duke
You turnin' down fades, we heard your squad went really mute
(I got) Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop (Okay, we tropic)
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit, suit
No d**kie for no broke ho
I'm in North Hollywood but I still don't trust no ho
I'm off that liquor, now my vision movin' slow-mo
n***as show they pistol all on Twitter like it's promo
My n***a, that's a no no
I got an attitude, so girl don't take no photos
I'm with my locs and they guaranteed to go loco
I don't bang, we just movin' by the bro code
Homies act like enemigos so I keep that .44
Prices up, and your sh*t lower like it's Polo
I'm a freak, I throw that D, like I'm Polow Da Don
Baby, thinkin' I'm a trick, this ain't no ho stroll, be gone
Like, got my game from Suga Free
Ghetto gospel, I'm the Bishop, b*t*h
Yeah, I'm really P-[L.A.]-Y-A, b*t*h, always testin' me
Won't hesitate to pull that blower off my dresser piece
I got creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop
I'm like Zion with the squad but we can really Duke
You turnin' down fades, we heard your squad went really mute
(I got) Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Uh-huh
ON MAMAS
Bulldog bite your motherf**kin' face off
Touch my migo in this b*t*h and we gon' take off
Flip the P now, we about to get this shake off
Me and KT gon' move them pounds just like weight loss
We body build, that shotty kill, my mommy still a Crip (Uh-huh)
A MC with that hammer and I'm too legit to quit (Uh-huh)
Police comin' so we throw that hammer right over the fence
Dogs in the backyard, one of our blowers hit a pit
Pick up felony from tryna make that sh*t move
All my dogs got records like a crate, you gotta dig through
Touchin' n***a's chains if my stomach touch my ribs fool
Touch a n***a chain if it's ugly and my rent due
I got creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop
I'm like Zion with the squad but we can really Duke
You turnin' down fades, we heard your squad went really mute
(I got) Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop (Okay, we tropic)
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit, suit
No d**kie for no broke ho
I'm in North Hollywood but I still don't trust no ho
I'm off that liquor, now my vision movin' slow-mo
n***as show they pistol all on Twitter like it's promo
My n***a, that's a no no
I got an attitude, so girl don't take no photos
I'm with my locs and they guaranteed to go loco
I don't bang, we just movin' by the bro code
Homies act like enemigos so I keep that .44
Prices up, and your sh*t lower like it's Polo
I'm a freak, I throw that D, like I'm Polow Da Don
Baby, thinkin' I'm a trick, this ain't no ho stroll, be gone
Like, got my game from Suga Free
Ghetto gospel, I'm the Bishop, b*t*h
Yeah, I'm really P-[L.A.]-Y-A, b*t*h, always testin' me
Won't hesitate to pull that blower off my dresser piece
I got creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop
I'm like Zion with the squad but we can really Duke
You turnin' down fades, we heard your squad went really mute
(I got) Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, b*t*h we really troop
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Crease-creases in my d**kies suit
Uh-huh
ON MAMAS
