Lyrics 50 Pacc - LoLife Blacc, Maxo Kream, Krazy Blacx

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