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King of My Projects
BIG30
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(KJ, let the beat knock)
Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd
First off play with 30 you get shot at (blrrrd)
Biggest gangsta in my city and the king of my projects (on God)
Hit ya club gangbangin' with them members and we hollin', "Crip!"
Tojo screamin', "Blood Gang!", I'm Crip and Cheese solid
Bet not ask to be the gang yeen kilt shit pussy stop it (stop it)
Drop that 30 in ya club, bet I have that ho rockin'
Better not throw no money over here, get stretched for tryna pop it (come here)
Caught him downtown and he get hit up on a trolley
A hospital you'll never see
What you know about 1st degree
Hoe dancin' on me in the club
Had her throwin' ass on the glick
My nigga say her head fye
Come with me, bitch, I gotta see (let's roll)
Left the club smashin' in the Lac (skrrt-skrrt, vroom)
Burnt the ho head in the V
Too icy in the party, we beat the boy snatched his pockets (come here)
In yo' city in a 'Rari off Percocets, Za, and Wock'
M&M how we live nigga all nuts no chocolate
Money murder he motto, still can pay me for a body
Got every gun in the book and yeen gone kill none
Niggas still getting they gun took it's 2021
Wear every chain that I got you bet not reach for none'
I bet them hollows fill you up
I bet I shoot my gun
First off play with 30 you get shot at (shot)
Biggest gangsta in my city and the king of my projects
Hit ya club gangbangin' with them members and we hollin', "Crip!"
Tojo screamin', "Blood Gang!", I'm Crip and Cheese solid
Bet not ask to be the gang yeen kilt shit pussy stop it (stop it)
Drop that 30 in ya club, bet I have that ho rockin'
Better not throw no money over here, get stretched for tryna pop it (pop it)
Caught him downtown and he get hit up on a trolley (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Verse two and I still ain't told a lie (no lie)
Rich as fuck got broke habits still smokin' to the fye
Exotic dope for forty-two and good OG for twenty-five (gas, gas)
Went purple Vette up in October now just wait until July (them facts)
Floor seats with the gang But I'm nose bleed high
Amiri jeans with the faucets, this Moncler not Karl Kanai
Investigation I be quiet, I'on't even try to lie
I'm the last man you wanna talk to when somebody die (on God)
I'm in the booth with my lil' hitta, my lil' sniper nigga (my blrrrd)
Pin on the Glock, I hit the switch turn to a rifle, nigga
Blood on my money know this cash here got a cycle, nigga (blood on it)
We strapped up in New York takin' my chance with Rikers, nigga
First off play with 30 you get shot at (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Biggest gangsta in my city and the king of my projects (on God)
Hit ya club gangbangin' with them members and we hollin', "Crip!"
Tojo screamin', "Blood Gang!", I'm Crip and Cheese solid (solid)
Bet not ask to be the gang yeen kilt shit pussy stop it (stop it)
Drop that 30 in ya club, bet I have that ho rockin'
Better not throw no money over here, get stretched for tryna pop it (pop it)
Caught him downtown and he get hit up on a trolley (blrrrd)
First off play with 30 you get shot at (blrrrd)
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd