Pimp G - Belly Lyrics

Dis a gangster movie like belly
Ian wit da camp but a nigga still heavy
Trap goin slap Dey ringing on my Telly
Racin 12 thru da bity bitch I'm sk8n on parellis
And I'll kill my best friend if he cross me like melly
I'll do a hunnid yrs for think about tellin
Smarter den my peers Ian ended up a felon
Wishing back da yrs dat my niggas did jailin
Wishing back da tears for my niggas dats burried
Buildings Wit My Crew No Terry
Girl yo man a fruit no berry
Money out da roof of da mclaren
Free My Young Goon Big Jaren
Free My Young Goon Big Jaren
So much money in the room it's scary
So much money in my Louis V denims
Gotta prada bag just to hold my pistol
You Disqualified Bitch and it's simple
All I Got Is Pride Nigga Like Simba
In da trap all night I remember
In her mouth all night I remember
I den spent dem old guys on my get up
Got my drip in overdrive like I spilt some
Ion take kind to da diss songs
Get u hog tied in ya bitch home
Take dat long ride to a ditch homes
Yeah my nigga we SLIMEY
Yeah my nigga we grimey
All dis water in ya eyes no vizen
Big 4's Wit Da 5 Dats My Team
Choppa Make A Nigga Buss A Dance Move
Try To Cross Me Out Nigga You's A Damn Fool
Taken trips out to Cancun
Bitch we lit like a candle
Too turn broke da handle
Shootin till we outta ammo
Free my nigga yo up Outta Slamma
No Barack I'm Moving O's Out In Bamma
Everywhere I'm wit da pole like a dancer
Youn want no smoke no cancer
It's a killin when we pose for the cameras
Baby girl dis too much for you to handle
Told dat bitch to kick rocks in sandles
Feds hot Dey just kicked another bando
Never seen a nigga like me django
Bitch I'm goin everywhere they say I can't go
Big stacks what u holdin up dat fan for
I'm just simply pulling strings like a banjo
Bitch We really be dem Niggas off McLemore
Everytime I Jugg it's a band or mo
Middle fingers up to ya and ya hoe
Choppin singin at a nigga DAngelooooo
Yeah
900 Till A Nigga Kill Me
And dats a never so it's 900 nigga to infinity
I just focus on the simple things
Turn My Pain Into A Symphony
Ian Askin For No Sympathy
Rockin wit my whole team like Dey kin to me
One shot take a nigga John Kennedy
I'll light a nigga block up nigga Billie Jean
Finga itchin on da trigga of da lemon squeeze
Getting use to diggin ditches for my enemies
Cuffin bitches is a sin to me
Drip so hard like a ceiling leak
Wrist game colder den a winter breeze
Totin Mo Arms Den A Centipede
After Dis Dey Gone Remember Me
Choppa Make A Nigga Buss A Dance Move
Try To Cross Me Out Nigga You's A Damn Fool
Taken trips out to Cancun
Bitch we lit like a candle
Too turn broke da handle
Shootin till we outta ammo