CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Welcome to 4 Vegas
Yeah, uh-huh
(Hollo)
(Ayy, Hollo, turn me up)
Welcome to 4 Vegas, b*t*h
(Glizzy, what you cookin' up?)
Welcome to 4 Vegas, b*t*h
You know I'm still takin' risks
She trip, then I replace the b*t*h
I get 'em spent then I replace the sticks
I get 'em spent, I'm uppin' the smoke
Up with this blick, he tuckin' and roll
She reach for my d**k, almost let off the pole (Thot)
Know I stay with my fire like I stay with my bros
Know I stay with my gun like I stay with my b*t*h
N***as broke in the car, n***a ain't snatch sh*t
I think it was karma, I used to hit licks
5-0-2 to the 2, b*t*h, I came from them bricks (Came from them bricks)
Thе day I lost racks, know I had to get rich
Quick left with 'em thеn I ran it up quick
Now my money blue like a Crip
I won't diss an opp 'cause I'm tryna get him zipped (Come here)
Yeah, I'm tryna get him burnt, murked (Get him outta here)
Take a pic, put him on a shirt, grab a blick, we finna go lurk
They gon' hate when you come from the dirt
Spit crack, I got rich off of words
I sit back, killers spin on your curb
Ten racks, they gon' put in some work
And they won't come back until somebody learn (On gang)
Or until somebody mama cryin'
These choppers sing like lullabies
Them n***as gon' rat when it's time to slide
He know we on his hat so he gotta hide
We rock n***as to sleep like a rock-a-bye (Yeah)
I was doin' them shows, my alibi (Uh-huh)
N***a run up on me, I'ma let it fire (What else?)
'Fore I go like a ho, it's a homicide
Welcome to 4 Vegas, b*t*h
You know I'm still takin' risks
She trip, then I replace the b*t*h
I get 'em spent then I replace the sticks
I get 'em spent, I'm uppin' the smoke
Up with this blick, he tuckin' and roll
She reach for my d**k, almost let off the pole
Know I stay with my fire like I stay with my bros
Know I stay with my gun like I stay with my b*t*h
N***as broke in the car, n***a ain't snatch sh*t (N***a ain't take nothin' from me)
I think it was karma, I used to hit licks
5-0-2 to the 2, b*t*h, I came from them bricks
The day I lost racks, know I had to get rich (Know I had to get rich)
Quick left with 'em then I ran it up quick (Then I ran it up quick)
Now my money blue like a Crip
I won't diss an opp 'cause I'm tryna get him zipped
(Hollo)
(Ayy, Hollo, turn me up)
Welcome to 4 Vegas, b*t*h
(Glizzy, what you cookin' up?)
Welcome to 4 Vegas, b*t*h
You know I'm still takin' risks
She trip, then I replace the b*t*h
I get 'em spent then I replace the sticks
I get 'em spent, I'm uppin' the smoke
Up with this blick, he tuckin' and roll
She reach for my d**k, almost let off the pole (Thot)
Know I stay with my fire like I stay with my bros
Know I stay with my gun like I stay with my b*t*h
N***as broke in the car, n***a ain't snatch sh*t
I think it was karma, I used to hit licks
5-0-2 to the 2, b*t*h, I came from them bricks (Came from them bricks)
Thе day I lost racks, know I had to get rich
Quick left with 'em thеn I ran it up quick
Now my money blue like a Crip
I won't diss an opp 'cause I'm tryna get him zipped (Come here)
Yeah, I'm tryna get him burnt, murked (Get him outta here)
Take a pic, put him on a shirt, grab a blick, we finna go lurk
They gon' hate when you come from the dirt
Spit crack, I got rich off of words
I sit back, killers spin on your curb
Ten racks, they gon' put in some work
And they won't come back until somebody learn (On gang)
Or until somebody mama cryin'
These choppers sing like lullabies
Them n***as gon' rat when it's time to slide
He know we on his hat so he gotta hide
We rock n***as to sleep like a rock-a-bye (Yeah)
I was doin' them shows, my alibi (Uh-huh)
N***a run up on me, I'ma let it fire (What else?)
'Fore I go like a ho, it's a homicide
Welcome to 4 Vegas, b*t*h
You know I'm still takin' risks
She trip, then I replace the b*t*h
I get 'em spent then I replace the sticks
I get 'em spent, I'm uppin' the smoke
Up with this blick, he tuckin' and roll
She reach for my d**k, almost let off the pole
Know I stay with my fire like I stay with my bros
Know I stay with my gun like I stay with my b*t*h
N***as broke in the car, n***a ain't snatch sh*t (N***a ain't take nothin' from me)
I think it was karma, I used to hit licks
5-0-2 to the 2, b*t*h, I came from them bricks
The day I lost racks, know I had to get rich (Know I had to get rich)
Quick left with 'em then I ran it up quick (Then I ran it up quick)
Now my money blue like a Crip
I won't diss an opp 'cause I'm tryna get him zipped
