Real Muh Fuggin Jets
(专辑: Smokee Robinson - 2010)
You know I
got love for the
West Coast Yeah Yeah Nigga Cannon, Cannon Cannon Some concerns bitch Act like you know Uh I'm still Sixteen switching Still back bumper scraping Patty-caking, frame to the
pavement They been looking for me, I
bene on MTV lately Chasing paper, macking to the
latest Smoking out vapor, riders Laser red eyes, sun out where I'm driving Dropping my visor With my bad bitch, she a
rider Weed in the
grinder, mind on a
million Patio on top of the
building Owning this shit, not renting That's the
shit that I'm spitting I
could pimp an alley-oop [?] I'm sitting At the
Hornet's game, and I'm eying them groupie bitches You dealing with some real mothfucking Gs Say I
ain't the
best, we'll mother fucking see (Hold on mama) Jets in this bitch, twist the
mother fucking trees