Letra de Famous Hoes
CashMoneyAP Oh, no Oh, no, ohNLE the top shotta I got the bun like I gottaGet a - and make her famous, next minute she blocked me Thirty in this Perc', I need to slow down on the roxys Gotta call, my - died, I nearly skipped a heartbeat Lookin' for your love, but yo' feelings is departin'Pull up on the wrong street, you - getting blicked out Gun up in my hand while I - her wit my - out We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' make it outI don't even know which car I'ma drive Roll a three-five, now I'm too damn high - I'm in my zone, don't you kill my vibe If a - play, you know them choppas gon' rideThe Michael Draco clip look like a banana A - look all in this -, we gonna blame him A lot of choppas when we ride, raise the count up I robbed a corner store, the gun over the counterAnd I ain't gotta spin back because I know he's dead Ain't no surviving when you shoot a - right in his head Paramedics answer questions 'bout that boy and the meds But they know he ain't gon' make it so they pronounced him deadGet a - and make her famous, next minute she blocked me Thirty in this Perc', I need to slow down on the roxys Gotta call, my - died I nearly skipped a heartbeat Lookin' for your love, but yo' feelings is departin'Pull up on the wrong street, you - getting blicked out Gun up in my hand while I - her wit my - out We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' make it outThey don't feel me any of these...NLE the top shotta, yeahPull up on the wrong street, you - getting blicked out Gun up in my hand while I - her wit my - out We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' make it out