CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Walked On
(Aye, Dre, you global)
That's how you do it, yeah
Don’t mean anything because you got a gun
Know n***as who died with they pistol
Rodriguez why the hell you go buy a Cuban link and you a n***a
I wanna send her to Africa 'cause that young ho a gold digger
I know you can’t fly on brooms but you gotta keep that pole with ya
I'm dripping Givenchy, Rolex say give me a minute (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Hate pencils I shot up independent (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
My dawg Su’Wooing, If he chew gum it gotta be big red
I did shows for the kids and I streamed die long live [?] (Ooh x6)
It's walked on, It's walkеd on
It's walked on, It's walked on
I got nuke hеad from 'outta town
Percs gave me a boost f**k a Samsung (Samsung, yeah)
I sip more drank than a Texas man (Texas man, yeah)
Ho I got right pelican Zion (Zion, yeah)
Hustling I ain’t tryna die young (Die young)
Swear to god I seen a bible when I was twelve years old (Mhm)
I'm a hustler I could f**k a hoe and sell her back her clothes (Mhm)
I'm a legend, all my rhymes dope but I don't play with my nose (Mhm)
A few names scratched off my kill list but I'm not Derrick Rose (Yeah)
I think 'bout death too much like the way it following Simon
Thousand dollar jeans got thirty pairs
Could’ve bought a brick instead of Amiris (Could've bought a brick)
n***a from the hood who I thought was gangster heard that he telling (n***a a snitch)
Ol' n***a told people bout [?] me and Jelly (n***as ain't sh*t)
I'm not a cashier but my wrist baguettes
Them n***as happy broke I'm tryna be mad rich (Tryna be mad rich)
You cuffed a poor whore but she look average (She look average)
I sent her fashion blitz my drip ain’t b-sent (Yeah, yeah)
I stack that money up, for sure, for sure, it brought me more problems
And now this blick it cut your head off it don’t mess with nobody
They cut my legs off, I’m armed and dangerous
That leron sped out through a five town (It caught a whole body)
That's how you do it, yeah
Don’t mean anything because you got a gun
Know n***as who died with they pistol
Rodriguez why the hell you go buy a Cuban link and you a n***a
I wanna send her to Africa 'cause that young ho a gold digger
I know you can’t fly on brooms but you gotta keep that pole with ya
I'm dripping Givenchy, Rolex say give me a minute (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Hate pencils I shot up independent (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
My dawg Su’Wooing, If he chew gum it gotta be big red
I did shows for the kids and I streamed die long live [?] (Ooh x6)
It's walked on, It's walkеd on
It's walked on, It's walked on
I got nuke hеad from 'outta town
Percs gave me a boost f**k a Samsung (Samsung, yeah)
I sip more drank than a Texas man (Texas man, yeah)
Ho I got right pelican Zion (Zion, yeah)
Hustling I ain’t tryna die young (Die young)
Swear to god I seen a bible when I was twelve years old (Mhm)
I'm a hustler I could f**k a hoe and sell her back her clothes (Mhm)
I'm a legend, all my rhymes dope but I don't play with my nose (Mhm)
A few names scratched off my kill list but I'm not Derrick Rose (Yeah)
I think 'bout death too much like the way it following Simon
Thousand dollar jeans got thirty pairs
Could’ve bought a brick instead of Amiris (Could've bought a brick)
n***a from the hood who I thought was gangster heard that he telling (n***a a snitch)
Ol' n***a told people bout [?] me and Jelly (n***as ain't sh*t)
I'm not a cashier but my wrist baguettes
Them n***as happy broke I'm tryna be mad rich (Tryna be mad rich)
You cuffed a poor whore but she look average (She look average)
I sent her fashion blitz my drip ain’t b-sent (Yeah, yeah)
I stack that money up, for sure, for sure, it brought me more problems
And now this blick it cut your head off it don’t mess with nobody
They cut my legs off, I’m armed and dangerous
That leron sped out through a five town (It caught a whole body)
