Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 50 Pacc, artist - LoLife BlaccDate of issue: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
50 Pacc |
| Maxo, Maxo |
| Break it down, weigh it up |
| Set it off, OK |
| Joey Joe |
| for the wops, get 5 a pop |
| My niggas toating jocks, 30's in them stocks |
| High tech Codeine drop, Tropicana pop |
| Break down the pack like a Kit Kat |
| Bring the Drako, do a kick back |
| Molly 10 beans, that’s a mismatch |
| Trap off the chirp like a dispatch |
| Imma shoot first, no shoot back |
| Trapping, finessing, let’s get it |
| Turn a pack to a 50 |
| I’m a grown man, I ain’t kidding |
| Bust down the pack like a |
| On the highway, get it |
| Ain’t no front, see me with the green |
| We like Maxo, Wu Tang with the Kream |
| SK AK got a beam |
| Cold price jump like trampoline |
| No refund, check before you leave |
| All you need is your cash and your addy |
| you receive |
| Break it down just like a tick tack |
| 6 pack |
| You tracking, just wait, be pationt |
| still on probation |
| Throwing hand signs like a Mason |
| Got my eye on you like Ilumanati |
| Keep a 5 on me for the body |
| Beat the pack like |
| Wet the wittness before I leave the scene |
| You a shooter, so I make a scene |
| You a bitch, you got hoe in your genes |
| Snatch the work, Ginuwine in dem jeans |
| I got shooters on Molly and beans |
| In the trap with the robbers and thieves |
| They say LoLife as slick as you seen |
| for the wops, get 5 a pop |
| My niggas toating jocks, 30's in them stocks |
| High tech Codeine drop, Tropicana pop |
| Break down the pack like a Kit Kat |
| Bring the Drako, do a kick back |
| Molly 10 beans, that’s a mismatch |
| Trap off the chirp like a dispatch |
| Imma shoot first, no shoot back |
| Trapping, finessing, let’s get it |
| Turn a pack to a 50 |
| I’m a grown man, I ain’t kidding |
| Bust down the pack like a |
| I be selling birds with a passion |
| Thousand grams, know I’m havin |
| A quarter million dollar for my jewels |
| I never leave the house without my tool |
| Young nigga servin, servin |
| LoLife playing with them birdies |
| I rob with the 30 today |
| I’m geeked off the bean today |
| money keep talking to me |
| I taste the wok in my sleep |
| Poppin |
| I keep a smith like Clint |
| She sucked me, you payed the wrent |
| I moved a hundred to flint |
| You smell the pack through the vent |
| I’m the baller and the coach |
| 1200 for my coat |
| poles |
| Bitches say I do the most |
| They wanting the juice and remody |
| These niggas is pussy, these niggas feminen |
| Shoot them, just like J F Kenedy |
| Me and my niggas in no penitentiary |
| for the wops, get 5 a pop |
| My niggas toating jocks, 30's in them stocks |
| High tech Codeine drop, Tropicana pop |
| Break down the pack like a Kit Kat |
| Bring the Drako, do a kick back |
| Molly 10 beans, that’s a mismatch |
| Trap off the chirp like a dispatch |
| Imma shoot first, no shoot back |
| Trapping, finessing, let’s get it |
| Turn a pack to a 50 |
| I’m a grown man, I ain’t kidding |
| Bust down the pack like a |