Big Homie (remix) - Omb peezy Lyrics
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Silahkan disimak Big Homie (remix) - Omb peezy Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[intro: omb peezy]
look
i hope you n*ggas ain’t forget, homie
look
ayy, look
[chorus: omb peezy]
i hope you n*ggas ain’t forget, homie (forget)
young n*gga, still’ll k!ll a n*gga big homie (word)
word around town, i’m ridin’ ’round with a stick on me (on me)
and i’ll do a walkthrough like rich homie (hey)
i just ran off on the plug like plies (like plies)
so i can’t chase no ho, i’m tired (so tired)
stingy, i ain’t playin’ no games with n0body (n0body)
ain’t feelin’ you, walk up the wrong way, you can die
[verse 1: omb peezy]
ever since he can remember, he been sellin’ dope
he p*ss dirty at probation, he been touching cocaine
i put my trust in my n*ggas, they ain’t gon’ tell ’em no
i put my trust in my dawgs, they ain’t gon’ tell ’em no names
ayy, i can’t chase no ho, i’m tired
said i’d do anything for you, guess i lied
i know i can’t do nothin’ without my iron
i f*cked around and shot the wrong d*mn n*gga tryna slide
ayy, f*ck that, i’m who them n*ggas be tryna be, ayy
thug n*gga, pistol on my lap when i’m out to eat, ayy
ain’t no n*gga harder than peezy that i can see, ayy
you don’t want no smoke with lil’ peezy, he keep his heat, ayy
i can’t, i can’t trust n0body, ayy
if you want to die, you can try me, ayy
don’t ask me for sh*t, i don’t got it
these f*ck n*ggas ain’t slangin’ no knowledge
peezy
[chorus: omb peezy & king von]
i hope you n*ggas ain’t forget, homie (forget)
young n*gga, still’ll k!ll a n*gga big homie (uh*huh)
word around town, i’m ridin’ ’round with a stick on me (grrah, grrah)
and i’ll do a walkthrough like rich homie
i just ran off on the plug like plies (what? what?)
so i can’t chase no ho, i’m tired (i’m tired)
stingy, i ain’t playin’ no games with n0body (who? huh?)
ain’t feelin’ you, walk up the wrong way, you can die (von)
[verse 2: king von]
i hope my n*ggas just don’t snitch on me (sh*t)
shot the whole block up, i had a switch on me
word around town, i heard a n*gga put a hit on me (who? huh?)
know i like bad hoes, so the n*gga put a b*tch on me, d*mn (uh, uh)
now we ridin’ in my whip (ride, ride)
all in her phone, this b*tch smilin’ and sh*t (this b*tch smilin’)
stopped at the light, this b*tch reach for my hip
grab my gun, had a grip, bust her lip with my fist (boom, boom)
grabbed her neck, she finna die now (she finna die now)
no restaurant, looked up and i saw five guys (and i saw five guys)
kinko, they was in the high, i had to get low (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
bustin’ you and then i kick her out by citgo (b*tch move)
gotta whip and slide, every week (slide, slide)
i’m a cowboy, my glock sing like emery (grrah, grrrah)
went to trial boy, and durk got a n*gga flee (uh*huh)
and if you use your memory, i bet you still remember me, on gang (boom, boom)
[chorus: omb peezy]
i hope you n*ggas ain’t forget, homie (forget)
young n*gga, still’ll k!ll a n*gga big homie (word)
word around town, i’m ridin’ ’round with a stick on me (on me)
and i’ll do a walkthrough like rich homie (hey)
i just ran off on the plug like plies (like plies)
so i can’t chase no ho, i’m tired (so tired)
stingy, i ain’t playin’ no games with n0body (n0body)
ain’t feelin’ you, walk up the wrong way, you can die
[verse 3: jackboy]
if that n*gga run up wrong, he could die
we got all these d*mn guns, why try?
if that n*gga go to plan, pressure gettin’ applied
if that n**** go to plan, momma go to cryin’
i do no hidin’, do no fightin’, i be frontline slidin’
in the club, diamonds bitin’ like my jeweler mike tyson
my .40 got a pack of punch, that baby hittin’ just like her
you n*ggas ain’t real thugs, y’all only thugs when typin’
i told my jeweler freeze me
turn me to a snowman like i’m jeezy
want all the ice to myself, b*tch, i’m greedy
i ain’t kissin’ no ass so i can be up on the tv
i’m in the cut, countin’ cash, give no f*cks if you can’t see me
my [?] be peezy
so she try to treat me like a lil’ homie
but now i got more money than the big homie
i promise i’ll never stop goin’ in, i am not rich homie
i’m in the booth droppin’ hits with the bl!ck on me
[chorus: omb peezy]
i hope you n*ggas ain’t forget, homie (forget)
young n*gga, still’ll k!ll a n*gga big homie (word)
word around town, i’m ridin’ ’round with a stick on me (on me)
and i’ll do a walkthrough like rich homie (hey)
i just ran off on the plug like plies (like plies)
so i can’t chase no ho, i’m tired (so tired)
stingy, i ain’t playin’ no games with n0body (n0body)
ain’t feelin’ you, walk up the wrong way, you can die
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