Dedication by T5 Lyrics
INTRO
Aye yeah yeah yeah
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Aye yeah ah ah
Aye aye
VERSE
Young pimp in mobay
I do my own thing
Get around
Fuck a lot of bitches very often
Cash rules everything
I know you heard of Wu-Tang
What u mean
Nigga u a lame if u not drippin
Cashing out cheques at banks
That mean im flossing
Flossing, weed got me muthafuckin' coughin'
Couldn't find me with a fuckin scope I lay low
Gunnas on standby if I say so
I did it, I quit it, no alcohol to my system
Allah my niggas are shooters, I said so
Spending addiction then I say where the pay go
Link up wit bandulu
Get minx a fur coat
Selling out shows with hoes they jam bro
Selling green crack out the house like a bando
Panoramic views from the fuckin top floor
Millionare status came up from grams bro
Yeah
20 fuckin dollars for a fuckin gram bro
45 mins, fire off like a colt
Yes im inside, but its muthafuckin' cold
Break
AC on 17
This bitch blowin cooler
We are not the same im a muthafucker ruler
Our money not the same can't measure wit a ruler
You a muthafuckin fool boy ya crew goin under
I am never goin under suck yuh mada
Reading thru the bullshit
It say that you a busta
Can't hang or bang then throw shade lil bastard
Buss guns and I roll out wit the rastas
You are not a real nigga
You a imposter
Get the fuck off the block you move nada
No product, no Goddamn thing
Say your name, not even crickets gon' sing
Hurt my brain
You know the Glock gon' sting
When im on scene
You know I got the green ting thats
Guaranteed to lean ya man
You know
Smoke way mo dope than ya senior man
Aye yeah yeah yeah
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Aye yeah ah ah
Aye aye
VERSE
Young pimp in mobay
I do my own thing
Get around
Fuck a lot of bitches very often
Cash rules everything
I know you heard of Wu-Tang
What u mean
Nigga u a lame if u not drippin
Cashing out cheques at banks
That mean im flossing
Flossing, weed got me muthafuckin' coughin'
Couldn't find me with a fuckin scope I lay low
Gunnas on standby if I say so
I did it, I quit it, no alcohol to my system
Allah my niggas are shooters, I said so
Spending addiction then I say where the pay go
Link up wit bandulu
Get minx a fur coat
Selling out shows with hoes they jam bro
Selling green crack out the house like a bando
Panoramic views from the fuckin top floor
Millionare status came up from grams bro
Yeah
20 fuckin dollars for a fuckin gram bro
45 mins, fire off like a colt
Yes im inside, but its muthafuckin' cold
Break
AC on 17
This bitch blowin cooler
We are not the same im a muthafucker ruler
Our money not the same can't measure wit a ruler
You a muthafuckin fool boy ya crew goin under
I am never goin under suck yuh mada
Reading thru the bullshit
It say that you a busta
Can't hang or bang then throw shade lil bastard
Buss guns and I roll out wit the rastas
You are not a real nigga
You a imposter
Get the fuck off the block you move nada
No product, no Goddamn thing
Say your name, not even crickets gon' sing
Hurt my brain
You know the Glock gon' sting
When im on scene
You know I got the green ting thats
Guaranteed to lean ya man
You know
Smoke way mo dope than ya senior man