EV1L P1MP lyrics

[BLOKKA $OLO]


sh*t ain’t funny hoe
Since I’m gettin money hoe
Game done changed
b*tches with they nose bloody hoe
I was f*ckin bummy hoes
Way before the money hoe
But he’s still fly like baby cash money hoe
Hit her with the thuggish ruggish bone
Hit that pus*y harder than a crack rock made in my grandma’s home
Money never leave me alone
Weed smell right behind me
Shout my n*gga URCE almost got caught for a hommy
Police right behind me so I drive rеal slow
When the weight in thе mothaf*ckin’ trunk lil hoe
Already know if the mothaf*ckin’ feds at my door
I don’t know a f*ckin’ thing about no street sh*t foe
HOE-LICE
HOE-LICE watch me clock my paper
I told my momma that I’m a gangsta
Imma get mine before they lay me down


(Welcome to Death Row)


[SPVCXGHXZTPVRRP]


The way I hustle, look the way I hustle

The way I hustle, look the way I hustle

I make it happen, I go hard yuh

Get it crackin’ yeah yeah I’m real

Stop cappin’ yeah I keep it trill

Get it crackin’ everyday I’m real

Card crackin’, scams, credit

I go hard, yeah (welcome to death row)