SPK Free the thugs Free the soldiers RIP to my niggas man Free the pagans (NB, NB, NB) They lovin' the vibe, the aura They lovin' the way how we're lit They lovin' the way we move They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick Move, bitch She ain't liking the way that I live She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips They lovin' the vibe, the aura They lovin' the way how we're lit They lovin' the way we move They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick Move, bitch She ain't liking the way that I live She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips I still move low in a rave, might two step But I got a hammer on blast And if it ain't on my waist you ain't gotta wait two secs Me, I ain't gotta go far Said she wanna make love to the kid for the wrong things Fuck with the gunman stance But I can't give trust and I ain't too fussed But I love the way that she's arched Spin it, game over You know we can't leave until the drill gets done Man, I wish that my opps lived closer And if it weren't us still doing them drenches Kick back, coulda bruck man's shoulder And I'm up till morn', cause I take them risks Still keep me a stick in a motor I'll bang, let it beat, no soaker Bro, bro, got a re and it came no fee and the real 28's no p I don't know about them, but they're sitting down stressed, like you bruh that coulda been me I was cutting through B and I still got grease Right now, I gotta go serve fiends Then it's back to the flats, go serve Pete, had cats in the mob OT They lovin' the vibe, the aura They lovin' the way how we're lit They lovin' the way we move They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick Move, bitch She ain't liking the way that I live She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips They lovin' the vibe, the aura They lovin' the way how we're lit They lovin' the way we move They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick Move, bitch She ain't liking the way that I live She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips Why the bad b's wanna get cuffed, but the good girls never get showed no love? I ain't going on dates, I gotta pattern up grub On the passenger side, but I ain't no scrub Lean with it Rock with it Eat with it Shop with it On the opp block, hit opps with it Man, sleep with it Bop with it Creep with it Shot with it Show I got 2 and 1, confident If you wanna go do dates, that's cool But I'm out the door, when you give me stress I ain't the guy, I don't pity no fool, I'm might just tell your man I had sex Sitting in traps, gotta crack that window Throw in that mag, now see it react Look at the bowl, see the oils lock Then I let that dry, then I flip that pack I was incommunicado No phone calls, couldn't raid mans crib Super intendent, added on 6 Spent more time in the cells, I'm pissed Stream this ride, just saw me an IC3, like bro, who's got bun? Spun the whip and he kept it swift, I put it in 6, then I just caught up They lovin' the vibe, the aura They lovin' the way how we're lit They lovin' the way we move They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick Move, bitch She ain't liking the way that I live She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips They lovin' the vibe, the aura They lovin' the way how we're lit They lovin' the way we move They lovin' the way that I lean with the stick Move, bitch She ain't liking the way that I live She ain't liking the way I drill on my opps, I think she fucks with the crips SPK (Money, Money)