FMB DZ
FMB DZ & Yung Marley
FMB DZ & Skilla Baby
FMB DZ
FMB DZ & Sada Baby
FMB DZ
FMB DZ
FMB DZ & RMC Mike
FMB DZ
FMB DZ
FMB DZ & FMB Chulo
FMB DZ & G.T.
FMB DZ & Louie Ray
FMB DZ & Tay B
FMB DZ & Paperboy Rell
FMB DZ
[Intro: FMB DZ]
Yeah, huh, ah
(Hokatiwi)
Huh, woah, huh, woah, woah, huh
[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
Lil' bitch ask me where I'm from, I'm tellin' her the D
She see the jewelry, see the [?][0:11], you already know it's me
Gettin' paid to do the shit I love, I ain't doin' shit for free
I done did shit for niggas, ain't did shit for me
Nigga think I want somethin' like I'm a ho or somethin'
My ahk pull up with my young niggas and we'll show him somethin'
I only [?][0:23] 'cause I had love for 'em
Nigga damn near died about this shit, I shed blood for it
Nigga, where the fuck was you when I was on the 'Hound?
Comin' down with some petty shit, gettin' spent around
I ain't have my hand out or my head down
Fast-forward five years later, I'm the man now
How you hate on that? You can't hate on greatness
I'll pull a nigga bluff, I don't do no fakin'
Ain't no nigga never took shit, bitch, we do the robbin'
Pull up on you by myself, I'm shootin' and I'm drivin'
And I got a thing for bad bitches that got low mileage
Streets told me everything I know, I ain't go to no college
Nigga think he really fuckin' with me? Tell that boy stop it
[?][0:52] see some' comin' out, niggas can't hide it
Me and bro on white buffs smokin' white buds
[?], everybody piped up
Ever since we drove homie down, they ain't like us
They still tryna hold me down, but I don't give a fuck
[Verse 2: G.T.]
Ayy, I remember it like yesterday, short dreads, heavy K
Just jumped off the freight, turned around, 20K
All of my niggas straight, everybody gettin' cake
Spot workin', me and Barry, you can call him BigFace
The Cartier flat but the Rollie got the big face
You pourin' up a one, lil' nigga, we drink big eights
Let's play a game, nigga, big bank, lil' bank
The anniversary in one chain, that's 100K
And we still gettin' fast money, we ain't gotta brag money
And you ain't put nothin' in your stash, you a damn dummy
We ain't get you white squares, we can get you husky
Fucked up the D and sold up Kentucky
Fucked up the D, sold up Kentucky
If you ain't on my hitlist, consider it you lucky