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gangster - quadie diesel lyrics

how the f*ck i’m in location with
fans
how the f*ck popping up with work
and making it dance
how the f*ck quadie come up
baby come take a chance
that thang on my side like
potatoes from france
somebody just handed a eight to
my mans
i been breaking down grams and
saving my bands
cake it just bake in my hand i
think that’s why they try give me
eight in the can
you know the glock it be shaking
my hand but the taurus it feel like
it’s taking my hand
i ain’t even cut it but i got a
line around the block man them
junkies can’t wait for my hand
when i started thuggin’ and i seen
a line around the block a lil’ boy
i couldn’t wait for my chance
if you get a plug and then you see
a line around the block then the
papi did great with your stamps
if i ever served you don’t be
saying my name i ain’t trying end up
my hands behind my back
if you got some percs then come and
f*ck with the gang and you know i
need plugs on all the triple staxx
i am not a person and i’m not off
cocaine but i’m showing my ass
they asking is it crack
n*ggas want peace get creased
that’s slacks
every bad b*tch get struck like a match
we bout to f*ck this b*tch up
gangsta
they know we came through the back
gangsta
walk in this b*tch with my gat
gangsta
i know they loving the splice
gangsta
kiss the bottle, f*ck the sprite
gangsta
two b*tches like twice
gangsta

order more drinks bout to throw up
my mind on the solar
my b*tch on coke cola
i’m cold like the polar
my wrist on ebola
we hop out the photo
they shoot you like photo
you get hit like coto
this sh*t from the dirt like it’s
fresh off your shoulder
i’m getting twisted like start up
the motor
i f*ck her high and get top ’til i’m
sober
risky said give him two pops and
it’s over
they got everything i need at kroger’s
all this money got me shaking like
colder
i keep looking like b*tch come over
we the mob but we not mafioso
seen her uhhh
i said b*tch i told you
that’s a christmas carol all
white rover
inside all throwback sammy sosa
treat you like a man no kap when i
approach ya
how the f*ck i’m ‘posed to stay
with my
how the f*ck i’m a stay low when
i know that they prey on mine
how the f*ck quadie going make a
lot
how the f*ck quadie got bags and
the grips
everywhere and they make it hot
how the f*ck quadie good in the
jamaican spot
how the f*ck quadie in something
getting top from ya favorite thot
how the f*ck you find that pressure
how they release you from bars
and you charged like a tesla
how the f*ck you pour the nectar
how you going honor
hulitho and hop
and they legends
how you gon’ honor you bredren
when we sold xannies i think we
did more than excedrin
how the f*ck i’m in location with
fans
how the f*ck popping up with work
and making it dance
how the f*ck quadie come up
baby come take a chance
that thang on my side like
potatoes from france
somebody just handed a eight to
my mans
i been breaking down grams and
saving my bands
cake it just bake in my hand i
think that’s why they try give me
eight in the can
you know the glock it be shaking
my hand but the taurus it feel like
it’s taking my hand
i ain’t even cut it but i got a
line around the block man them
junkies can’t wait for my hand
when i started thuggin’ and i seen
a line around the block a lil’ boy
i couldn’t wait for my chance
if you get a plug and then you see
a line around the block then the
papi did great with your stamps
we bout to f*ck this b*tch up
gangsta
they know we came through the back
gangsta
walk in this b*tch with my gat
gangsta
i know they loving the splice
gangsta
kiss the bottle, f*ck the sprite
gangsta
two b*tches like twice
gangsta

- quadie diesel lyrics

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