Paul Walker ft. VLane & Pdl peso Lyrics

I whip this bitch like Paul walker (big body)

Young Nigga i might die (gone)

Wanna play wit me

I'm the Right guy (stupid)

And I get so high like I might fly (cupid )

I can't switch on the bros But I might lie (neva)

I can see a Nigga thru my Right eye (clever)

I can call up 4 guyz call it Five guys (cheddar)

I can make one call I got Mob ties (beretta)

I got sticks and rocks on the road

I'm wit peso we pushin that load

Wit VLane yeah thats tha gang yeah fasho

Niggas cap they not even bold

These niggas cappin pull up on a pussy block and get to clapping

You ain't tryna send da drop im bout dat action

Put a switch all on the Glock it's automatic

I been leanin off da wok im causin havoc

I been feigning for da top Like a addict

I been ducking from the cops cuz it's a habit

I been Thumbin through them knots livin lavish

Imma let it ride

Bitch I'm out my mind

Tryna find somebody to spin on

I can't let it slide

Gotta keep that fye

I can't let em know what I been on

You aint one of mine

if you testify

Looking for somebody to snitch on

Let em come and try

Ridin wit dat 9

Looking for a grave I can piss on

Like Mike Vic throw a pic imma catch it

Soon as dat bitch throw a fit gone like magic

No lane dont up da blick That shit tragic

Long range hit em wit da stick automatic

Coolin kit get to shootin shit thought it was static

Pool stick gotta 30 clip go ahead and rack it

Make a bitch nigga throw a fit tempur

tantrum

Too lit I be with da shits mind of a savage

I whip this bitch like Paul walker (big body)

young Nigga i might die (gone)

Wanna play wit me

I'm the Right guy (stupid)

And I get so high like I might fly (cupid )

I can't switch on the bros But I might lie (neva)

I can see a Nigga thru my Right eye (clever)

I can call up 4 guyz call it Five guys (cheddar)

I can make one call I got Mob ties (beretta)

I got sticks and rocks on the road

I'm wit peso we pushin that load

Wit VLane yeah thats tha gang yeah fasho

Niggas cap they not even bold

I got pounds on the rack

Got them rounds in tha back

I'm in Texas we pourin up ridin in a lac

We got V8 motors high speed on tha track

Got my stick on my hip I ain't never gone lack

Kame a long way and I ain't never goin back

What you think I be on man them racks gonna stack

I don't fukk with tha rats got my name off tha raps

Tippy toe round my name I might knock of ya hat

(Boom boom)

Gold round my neck I ain't trippin off nun

When I'm trippin all night might be geekin off sum

Trippin off sum grippin on sum

Run up a grip yeen grippin on nun

Tryna buy a house I ain't worried bout stuntin

Kouple new hoes when they with me I slut em

Kouple new homies ain't trippin I got em

I walk round this bitch with sum Louis V on em

I ain't trippin we kan share tha hoes

It ain't nothin to go get sum mo

Outta state gotta pick up a load

To tha ville then im baxk on tha road

Chasing money ain't chasing no hoes

I went up filled my pockets with rolls

Since tha day I was Servin that dope

I be whippin this bitch straight rippin this bitch Kause

I whip this bitch like Paul walker (big body)

young Nigga i might die (gone)

Wanna play wit me

I'm the Right guy (stupid)

And I get so high like I might fly (cupid )

I can't switch on the bros But I might lie (neva)

I can see a Nigga thru my Right eye (clever)

I can call up 4 guyz call it Five guys (cheddar)

I can make one call I got Mob ties (beretta)

I got sticks and rocks on the road

I'm wit peso we pushin that load

Wit VLane yeah thats tha gang yeah fasho

Niggas cap they not even bold