Grip

[Verse 1: Hexxx]
I be going insane smoking on dope for days feeling like (?) with the loc to the brain
(?) talkin' about me like what caught on the flip and that dope out the trunk and (grah)
Ride around gotta good grip on the underground (that's right)
Motherfuckas hate cause I dump rounds
Be-because I tell 'em how it's going down
Ay, let me take it back to the old days I be talking about the (?) when I run the game
I be riding through the valley with the cellophane
Got the dope wrapped up like a cupcake
Gеt money like what now yo town, pull up it's a show down
Your bitch wanna fuck no slow dance
Givе me the woods and I roll now

[Chorus: Hexxx]
Came from the dirt that's on the call to my word in the (?) with that work
Everything purp fuck all that syndicate murk
Hit you I know that it hurt
Bitch I'm invading this earth get the fuck off of my turf all of y'all pussies can't surf
We on the curb, lurk triple beam be triple six up

[Verse 2: Hexxx]
I put that shit down for my town and my family 7-6-0 yeah you know we them killers
I live by a code and I learned from the realest
(?) show me love cause I fuck with no feelings
That shit was (?) beneath the chalk
I always been hated but ain't give a fuck
We see that you hating so we pullin' up
Your eyes coming out when they chop out the trunk
Ay, bitch I'm the over lord look at the king
See (?) in my eyes now go kiss the ring
That pussy (?) stopping to breathe and we disposing that body with ease
I'm rolling the trees I'm boxing the 'Lac
I'm popping these pills just to relax
I do shit forreal I'm speaking on facts you fuck with a devil you ain't coming back (boy!)