letra de i'm leanin - ace hood
double cup and i’m leanin’ f-ck these n-ggas i mean it
double cup and i’m leanin’ (i said it)
double cup and i’m leanin’ (i said it)
double cup and i’m leanin’ (i said it)
f-ck these n-ggas i mean it
okay now, purple stuff in my styrofoam
sippin’ slow while they blowin strong
all i need is my dirty sprite
all i need is her super-dome
drank’d up and i’m dripped out
caked up and my pistol out
bad b-tch and she thick as f-ck
and i’m tryna see if what p-ssy bite
bust it open for a real n-gga
bust it open for a trill n-gga
touchdown, whattup? h-town
long live the pimp, this one’s for you!
bun b, my n-gga trae the truth
still in the coupe and i’m double dueced
still in the hood on that purple, fool
better know what i’m drinkin’ ain’t grape juice!
i be flowin’ through the city, let my chain swing!
how you live, a young n-gga tryna maintain
get money, f-ck lames, all my little n-ggas on the same page
spend racks when i’m up in [?]
gimme head she gon’ catch this s-m-n
hatin on me? n-gga, so what? ya know what?
hold up…
gangsta n-gga, i’m bout it
i’m trill as f-ck so don’t doubt it
tell me what’s the haps, cause you know i’m strapped
a n-gga never leave home without it
i’m posted up in that caddy
i’m twistin’ up a big fatty
and it’s full of dro, and i’m a mack your ho
and you know she callin’ me daddy
i’m a trill og and i earned it
that g code, n-gga i learned it
so when i saw the dough they had for me bro
i just grabbed the kn-b and i turned it
i wanted bread so i chased it
and i got so close i could taste it
i played the deck and got my respect
so n-gga i’m the king, now just face it
i’m in the house and i’m chillin’
my mind on cash and i’m willing
i’m on the paper chase, no time to waste
so i could give a f-ck how you feelin’
i’m sideways on that buck
my seats is st-tched and they tough
you ain’t down with that?
then i’m hide your head in your -ss
and be outta luck, w-ssup?
well it’s that young n-gga from the southside
of that usa i need [?]
lotion cause a n-gga used to bump
a n-gga came from nothing to saying nevermind
to the pretty girls in the magazine
your girlfriend look like maxim
a phone book full of billy jeans
[?] came out that limosine
i been a fan for that codeine
since martin luther was like 13
f-ckin’ queens cause i’m a king
put 5% on everything
i done threw 10 on top of 10
bump a kit, i bump a kit
threw my last b-tch on my new b-tch
and threw ten on my f-ckin’ d-ck
i done came down, hold it down for that h-town
i’m a take the crown
sippin hen, don’t f-ck with crown
but i’m a just drop this 4th of 9
and free my cousin that doin’ time
i’m a pay the lawyer
but i hope he dyin’
hold it down for a real n-gga
young kirko, young trill n-gga
(bangz)
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