Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Fo Five , by - Ramirez. Song from the album THE PLAYA$ MANUAL, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G59
Song language: English
The Fo Five |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| I’m comin', late-night creepin', finger on the trigger, never sleepin' |
| No sucker, cop ducker, go 'head, bitch, give me reason |
| To break yo' ass off with the forty-five I’m squeezin' |
| Gurpin' on this skunk that my partner grew up last season |
| Hooker left and now you see me rollin' through the boulevard |
| Shakin' hands and kissin' babies, Rami' been the ghetto star |
| Say, young player, let me tell you 'bout them days |
| Where we never had shit, but now a nigga get paid, huh |
| Pullin' up in somethin' clean, fresher than Listerine |
| I pop my collar 'cause stackin' money, man, ain’t no thing |
| Shake junt hoes, send the money through the Western Union |
| Thirty thousand dollars from a duffel bag I sent to Houston |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| Catch the nine-six rollin', laid back, smokin' |
| Rainbow in my double cup, sippin' up on the potion |
| Fuck all of the playa hatin', keep all that commotion |
| Me and my partners about the dollars, never been about no ho shit |
| FTP across my chest, bangin' 'til the day I rest |
| When they lay me in my coffin, light one from that buddha cess |
| I’m dippin' low on a hundred golden spokes |
| Live, comin' out the gutter just to let you busters know |
| It ain’t no thing but a chicken wing |
| Draco bustin' out the frame, somethin' you can’t tame |
| You better duck up out the way when them guns go bang |
| I’ll leave you suckers bloody red, soakin' in the rain |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared |
| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |
| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared |
| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |
| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared |
| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |
| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared |
| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice |
| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride |
| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side |
| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die |
| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice (Deadly vice) |
| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared |
| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |
| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared |
| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |