Get Throwed

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Smoke somethin', bitch
 GK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh
 Pimp C.P.A. trill, nigga
 Polo fuck that Hilfiger
 Made myself a ghetto star
 On the slab, sippin' barre
 Smokin' weed, sellin' white
 Them other niggas' shit don't come back right
 That's how niggas get popped
 Tryin' to get the cheaper price
 Watch yo' paper, guard your life
 'Cause most these niggas ain't livin' right
 Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight
 'Cause niggas out here jack every night
 I keep my mind on my money, nigga, fuck the fame
 Big face hun'erds keepin' the game
 Hittin' the corner in the candy thang
 Sittin' on leather, grippin' the grain (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (yeah)
 Well, I came in the door, I said it befo'
 I never fuck a hoe without head no mo'
 I never pull up in nothin' less than a four
 And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
 I'm blessed from the do' and known for my stidile
 I send a nigga, baby, mamma home with a smidile
 You can have the bitch, nigga, I ain't sentimental
 I smoke weed and freestyle over an instrumental
 Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.
 Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
 Head to the H where the hoes will fuck three way
 Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say
 Never hear a hoe say, "No, I won't
 No, I can't stop it and no, I don't"
 'Cause a bitch know I might just explode
 And slap her in the face with a pie à la mode
 'Cause a nigga gettin' throwed
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we
 Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain
 I handle my business so I think (you already know what it is)
 I deserve to get throwed, throwed (nigga, Snowman, 165 a piece, nigga, USDA)
 I grind hard, grind hard and play harder, play hard
 Break out the pot, heat up, heat up the water, dear
 Swear to God, the minivan do tricks
 Hit the bricks, hit the lion and wow, there go them bricks
 Slide through the hood (hood) sittin' on some big wheels
 Niggas coppin' white, turnin' flips like cartwheels
 Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day, day
 Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four-way (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we
 Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain (big money, man, we only ride the best)
 I handle my business so I think (it's the one and only, Big Homey)
 I deserve to get throwed, throwed (hey, tried to told you I'm thug)
 This is so far and I'm torn on foreign land
 Worldwide, I'm known for the Arm & Hammer
 Murder the streets, I'm a wanted man
 (But the flow's like dope) so it's on again
 Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
 Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
 I'm retarded with the Glock nigga, clip by clip
 The competition is none, they deceased to exist
 Let it breathe a little bit
 He's off his rocker, he's a little schitz
 Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
 Now I got the game sewn like Granny's good shawl
 Sure, y'all niggas want war
 Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
 Y'all should want more and more, and more, uhh
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (hey)
 Yeah (throwed)
 
 Smoke somethin', bitch
 GK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh
 Pimp C.P.A. trill, nigga
 Polo fuck that Hilfiger
 Made myself a ghetto star
 On the slab, sippin' barre
 Smokin' weed, sellin' white
 Them other niggas' shit don't come back right
 That's how niggas get popped
 Tryin' to get the cheaper price
 Watch yo' paper, guard your life
 'Cause most these niggas ain't livin' right
 Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight
 'Cause niggas out here jack every night
 I keep my mind on my money, nigga, fuck the fame
 Big face hun'erds keepin' the game
 Hittin' the corner in the candy thang
 Sittin' on leather, grippin' the grain (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (yeah)
 Well, I came in the door, I said it befo'
 I never fuck a hoe without head no mo'
 I never pull up in nothin' less than a four
 And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
 I'm blessed from the do' and known for my stidile
 I send a nigga, baby, mamma home with a smidile
 You can have the bitch, nigga, I ain't sentimental
 I smoke weed and freestyle over an instrumental
 Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.
 Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
 Head to the H where the hoes will fuck three way
 Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say
 Never hear a hoe say, "No, I won't
 No, I can't stop it and no, I don't"
 'Cause a bitch know I might just explode
 And slap her in the face with a pie à la mode
 'Cause a nigga gettin' throwed
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we
 Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain
 I handle my business so I think (you already know what it is)
 I deserve to get throwed, throwed (nigga, Snowman, 165 a piece, nigga, USDA)
 I grind hard, grind hard and play harder, play hard
 Break out the pot, heat up, heat up the water, dear
 Swear to God, the minivan do tricks
 Hit the bricks, hit the lion and wow, there go them bricks
 Slide through the hood (hood) sittin' on some big wheels
 Niggas coppin' white, turnin' flips like cartwheels
 Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day, day
 Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four-way (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we
 Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain (big money, man, we only ride the best)
 I handle my business so I think (it's the one and only, Big Homey)
 I deserve to get throwed, throwed (hey, tried to told you I'm thug)
 This is so far and I'm torn on foreign land
 Worldwide, I'm known for the Arm & Hammer
 Murder the streets, I'm a wanted man
 (But the flow's like dope) so it's on again
 Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
 Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
 I'm retarded with the Glock nigga, clip by clip
 The competition is none, they deceased to exist
 Let it breathe a little bit
 He's off his rocker, he's a little schitz
 Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
 Now I got the game sewn like Granny's good shawl
 Sure, y'all niggas want war
 Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
 Y'all should want more and more, and more, uhh
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (yeah)
 Good weed, good drink, big money, we (hey)
 Rollin' in somethin' (hey) foreign, I'm leather-grippin' grain (yeah)
 I handle my business so I think
 I deserve to get throwed (hey), throwed (hey)
 Yeah (throwed)
 

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Duration
03:53
Key
7
Tempo
124 BPM

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