Johnny Gill Lyrics

It's a sunny day

But his blood is on the ground

Maxx did the race

Bag of pepper for the hounds

87 Rounds

Chopper back you down

Every since I robbed him

Now they don't even come around

Yea

Come roll with a 60

Now we at the top with the big C

I know that a lot went against

This shit ain't easy

What I'm pimping

Try to keep in touch

But I'm missing

A whole 100 racks

Is a blessing

Yea nigga You right

But I'm lefty

Young nigga

You'll die trying to bitch me

Young nigga you'll fall

Trying to catch

I make my moves

With the best grove

And I got three hoes

In the next room

And I don't xans

But I pop shrooms

Somedays

Had to rob for the next meal

Out here had to hustle

With no deal

What do I in a day

Keep a tool and a K

When the block get hot

Man I sip Düsse

Trap in the field

Perky's and then pills

Kill a rat if he squill

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Nigga Fuck how you feel

Keep a 40 on me chill

Bitch I'll smash

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I'm running from 12

please

Answer the phone

I hid in the woods

Don't leave me alone

Hopefully my cousin

Beeze at home

I'm rolling a wood

What I'm sipping is strong

Oh lord

Oh my God

You know I came too far

Nike's I rock with Chanel

Look at The Patek

It will make you melt

All of this drip

It fall in the well

As Times passes

I couldn't tell

Free all my niggas

Who couldn't make bail

Thank all the family

That's sending the mail

If I bring a chopper

It's breaking the cell

I bring a uzi

It send you to hell

Out of my mind

Out of my element

They wanted my soul

But I'm not sell it

I'm making plays

So You'll have to Telly it

I'm in the field

But moving like Elliot

I got the weight it

Cause niggas ain't scaling it

Checking it

Definite

Do it so effortless

Up in this bitch

Fresh like a peppermint

I got a AK

Please do not let Em In

Young and I'm so ignorant

A.R. It come with a kick

That lean is making me sick

Shooting till I break my wrist

That Taylor port making me piss

120 I spend on my bitch

Luis and fendi

That's it

Cartier I can't see shit

Had on the pumas

When running from cop

Gave me 8 stitches

But Still but still couldn't stop

Flipping the birds

It's back to the block

Trap in the field

Perky's and then pills

Kill a rat if he squill

New edition

Johnny Gill

Nigga Fuck how you feel

Keep a 40 on me chill

Bitch I'll smash

New edition

Johnny Gill