Lyrics 4 Pillz - Young Curt

4 Pillz - Young Curt
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4 Pillz, artist - Young Curt. Album song This Shyt Dont Stop, Vol.1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Gwala
Song language: English

4 Pillz

Check this out man, it’s the Jack man, you know what I’m saying
The jacker man from the Mobb figures
And you in the mix with my Partner DJ Motive
Man you know what I’m saying
Yeah, we keeping it lit man, hit me on my myspace nigga
Myspace.com/jackermobbcrew baby
(Young Curt!)
Off 4 pillz fuck how you feel
Gold in my grill, chrome on the wheels
Going hella dumb, bruh we on one
Going hella stupid 'til my body turn numb
All In the whip looking for a bitch
Boss a tip bruh you already know
All my niggas 'bout that action so you better watch your back
If you fucking with my team, guarantee you get smacked
Body in that trunk (ay)
AK-47, guarantee it will dump
Nigga I made plenty, Young Curt pay me
Bitches so crazy, a nigga so shady
Yeah I’m on this thing and I’m freestyling
I’m going hella dumb, cause a nigga wylin
When you see me in the traffic lil nigga get active
And I got a AK guarantee ill buss it
Cause I’m on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel
I’m on 4 pillz, with that gold in my grill
Cause im on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel
I’m on 4 pillz, I’m on 4 pillz, bruh
I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning, bruh
I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning
I’m on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel
Leaning on bro, bruh I’m on one
I’m going hella dumb in the flesh like hella dumb
Stupid dumb whips is what I’m riding
Here I go you can see me ghostriding
Keep the choppa on my waist so you better shut your mouth
Before I let them pistols and them AK’s out
My niggas we about them thangs we won’t talk shit
Until you talk shit, you gonna get this big clip
And niggas that talk shit they get their head bussed
My niggas go stupid retarded off the yellow ones
I’m going hella dumb 'til my head so horny
And I don’t really care cause a nigga go gnarly
Bruh and we back in this thang
I’m yoking through the East but I’m higher than a plane
Plus I’m yoking through the West, Pittsburgh what I claim
Nigga talk shit imma have to buss a brain
Cause I’m on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel
I’m on 4 pillz, with that gold in my grill
Cause im on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel
I’m on 4 pillz, I’m on 4 pillz, bruh
I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning, bruh
I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning, bruh, I’m leaning
I’m on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel
I’m on 4 pillz, I’m on 4 pillz
Cause I’m on 4 pillz, I’m on 4 pillz, I’m on 4 pillz
Bruh, im leaning, bruh, im leaning, bruh, im leaning
I’m on 4 pillz, fuck how you feel

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