CROWN VIC MUZIK by Tone Capone Lyrics
[Chorus]
Yung nigga, 19, 20 ball on em
Thugged out, trapping sacks all damn morning
Real playa nigga, if she tripping, gotta fire the bitch
Str8 up out the trenches, still rocking this designer shit
Antman was out in Cali, plugged with them Mexicans
I was still in Phenix City, thuggin with that F&N
Choppa by the door, ain no secret, he'll murk a nigga
When Gucci Mane & Waka fell out, that shit hurt a nigga
Always the pimp dawg, I ain never been a hoe
Couple dollars on me, but we keep the paper in the floor
Pockets full of 5s & 10s, Ima make it count my nigga
If you wasn't in the streets back then, that shit don't count my nigga
[VERSE 1]
Yung nigga, 19, 20 ball on em
Thugged out, trapping sacks all damn morning
Real playa nigga, if she tripping, gotta fire the bitch
Str8 up out the trenches, still rocking this designer shit
Antman was out in Cali, plugged with them Mexicans
I was still in Phenix City, thuggin with that F&N
Choppa by the door, ain no secret, he'll murk a nigga
When Gucci Mane & Waka fell out, that shit hurt a nigga
Always the pimp dawg, I ain never been a hoe
Couple dollars on me, but we keep the paper in the floor
Pockets full of 5s & 10s, Ima make it count my nigga
If you wasn't in the streets back then, that shit don't count my nigga
[Chorus]
[VERSE 2]
Naw that shit don't count my nigga
Naw that shit don't count my nigga
Trigger finger itchin so you know this ain the route my nigga
Shawty super real, she'll catch a play & run a route my nigga
Had to put ha thru some shit to see what she about my nigga
Dope boy flow forever nigga
Fuck these hoes forever nigga
Fuck tha 12, dnt ever tell, don't fold under no pressure nigga
Gotta keep it real nigga, you know what it is nigga
Gotta act like you ready to die so you can live nigga
Paper over pussy cuz that shit be bringing problems dawg
Falling out with niggas cuz they mad I'm tryna prosper dawg
It feel like I lost a lot of Patnas when that cash came
Shawty held it down, she feel like she deserve my last name
We go back a few years so I spoiled ha when that bag came
Love you with all my heart shawty, but I can't leave the fast lane
I told myself the only thing I'd marry is the cash mane
She spazzing bout some letters when I woulda gave my last mane
[Chorus]
[OUTRO]
Real nigga, know tha strippers, call em by they real name
WCE in this bitch so they know what it is mane
We grew up together, knew ha forever, she slick like my sister
Street nigga don't give a fuck, you know I'll still hit ha
Yung nigga, 19, 20 ball on em
Thugged out, trapping sacks all damn morning
Real playa nigga, if she tripping, gotta fire the bitch
Str8 up out the trenches, still rocking this designer shit
Antman was out in Cali, plugged with them Mexicans
I was still in Phenix City, thuggin with that F&N
Choppa by the door, ain no secret, he'll murk a nigga
When Gucci Mane & Waka fell out, that shit hurt a nigga
Always the pimp dawg, I ain never been a hoe
Couple dollars on me, but we keep the paper in the floor
Pockets full of 5s & 10s, Ima make it count my nigga
If you wasn't in the streets back then, that shit don't count my nigga
[VERSE 1]
Yung nigga, 19, 20 ball on em
Thugged out, trapping sacks all damn morning
Real playa nigga, if she tripping, gotta fire the bitch
Str8 up out the trenches, still rocking this designer shit
Antman was out in Cali, plugged with them Mexicans
I was still in Phenix City, thuggin with that F&N
Choppa by the door, ain no secret, he'll murk a nigga
When Gucci Mane & Waka fell out, that shit hurt a nigga
Always the pimp dawg, I ain never been a hoe
Couple dollars on me, but we keep the paper in the floor
Pockets full of 5s & 10s, Ima make it count my nigga
If you wasn't in the streets back then, that shit don't count my nigga
[Chorus]
[VERSE 2]
Naw that shit don't count my nigga
Naw that shit don't count my nigga
Trigger finger itchin so you know this ain the route my nigga
Shawty super real, she'll catch a play & run a route my nigga
Had to put ha thru some shit to see what she about my nigga
Dope boy flow forever nigga
Fuck these hoes forever nigga
Fuck tha 12, dnt ever tell, don't fold under no pressure nigga
Gotta keep it real nigga, you know what it is nigga
Gotta act like you ready to die so you can live nigga
Paper over pussy cuz that shit be bringing problems dawg
Falling out with niggas cuz they mad I'm tryna prosper dawg
It feel like I lost a lot of Patnas when that cash came
Shawty held it down, she feel like she deserve my last name
We go back a few years so I spoiled ha when that bag came
Love you with all my heart shawty, but I can't leave the fast lane
I told myself the only thing I'd marry is the cash mane
She spazzing bout some letters when I woulda gave my last mane
[Chorus]
[OUTRO]
Real nigga, know tha strippers, call em by they real name
WCE in this bitch so they know what it is mane
We grew up together, knew ha forever, she slick like my sister
Street nigga don't give a fuck, you know I'll still hit ha