backyard y 'all oh yeah oh yeah the rims on that car nigga
oh can they see that chain from afar nigga huh
what you can't be like you can't find it
you hear the clips and nori gotta rewind it nowadays you get on the
run and get find it you know i got guns why you acting like my
daughters and you know i got sons nah we won't speak fam aiming at your
collarbone hit you in your cheek fam from ghetto to
ghetto the backyard the yard i sell it whip one whip
it's off the hard stand on that table nigga spit that crisp nigga throw that
chick make them recognize this raw play a looker here i'm great in the
cookware uncle jamama with my braids rap and three
minute recipes for cooking flaps jack coke price to the roof sl blue the coupe
my niece asking how my rim bigger than a hula hoop
puzzle i make the block holler take it back to childhood how to scale tita
tata as i evolved weight grew heavy it was
kind of like my buddy just fell off the seesaw
bricks in the muffler black 11 touch up virginia's hustler i'm here
what's the size of them rims on that car
can they see that chain from afar
what's your game be like money what's your chain be like money
so what's your name be like
hey i'm big time man and the bubble i like so fly
that's the size me the big big rims on ties and
we shining we easy
from hood to hood bitch nigga yard to yard
i'm your hero cuz i got the heroine of that bra check the rims of my car
no don't check up no cuz they stuffed with blow
still in the kitchen
just put the left curb on the shit i'm pitching you need to hear like
mark mcguire come holla i watch the base at home i'm on fire
honey you know what i keep in the lining
niggas better stay in line with you see a nigga like me shining
grinding you know what i keep in the lining
niggas better stay in line with you see a nigga like me shining
took 13 south cross the bay bridge with it
ring the triangle then the bell come and get it
the time in the kitchen i dare not mention
wait my cell phone echo i swear they listening
89 was my beginning y 'all
young snot no staff yams in a tennis ball
cops swore we was playing catch no we was adding stress
no shorts beg to you out of breath
i ducked the feds they seeing my weight grow
streets love malice for its comeback ratio
if they got popped we made sure they made bail
cause if not we be scared they gone tell
patty cake jasmine bake the pies
pyrex mix that scrape the sides
grinding glock 9 in the lining
may god strikes the nigga dead if he lying
what's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh?
can they see that chain from afar nigga huh?
mining
what your game be like?
mining
what your chain be like?
mining
so what your name be like?
mining
ma it don't get more ghetto than this
what's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh?
can they see that chain from afar nigga huh?
mining
what your game be like?
what your chain be like?
mining
so what your name be like?
mining
ma it don't get more ghetto than this
