Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics

Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics

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Send "Tell Me What You Re Lookin For" Ringtone to your Cell Chorus: X2 Tell me what you`re lookin` for, what you want? Look inside my trunk you can find what you want [Kane] 1008 grams in the trunk, that`s a Kilo for you punks Kane and Abel in this bitch, gettin` rich as Trump Blowin` skunk on the I-10 to New Orleans from Houston Alsmost home, hit Gotti on the cell phone Get some B12, get out some pots When I get there we gonna cook and chop these rocks It`s a never ending game, and my hustle don`t stop It`s a devestating pain when I use my glock [Abel] Chrome duce dutton and a chrome 600 High as the fuck, but we can still get blunted TRU niggaz don`t talk, ya yap, ya get punished A hundred G`s cash in the stash (all hundreds) Nigga bout to wreck shop Post it up, on the high block, rocks and my polo socks Just a young nigga hustle out the trunk for dough Got the chip, flip phones by the corner store Chorus X2 [Gotti] I got the properest product From the weed to the board to the pluck Some chip phones to 6 shot chromes, so whats up? Step in the cut Don`t let them feds no what`s happenin` with us Because they love to bust a nigga nuts And have me hard to wear some handcuffs So I keepin` my eyes open and my mouth shut I only fuck with my gambino`s Cause everything that I do is illegal From racketeering to casinos to choppin` weight With my nigga Fino, me, Hound, and Kane and Abel On a highway, cell phones on hopin` the feds ain`t listenin` on three way They tap our frequency So we got to watch what we say, from New Orleans to L.A We got money to make, Gotti, I play for high stakes No mistakes involved, cause it could cause us to fall Snitch nigga, catchin` slugs, ain`t no love from us thug Told me guns, or blood So nigga what? Keep that shit on the hush [Full Blooded] And step to the breeze way Niggaz with me to take it easy I won`t, but I can`t face death when you squeeze me Put the automatic glock, up inside the clutched fist of a mask man Ski mask man, yeah man, doin` bad man, cash man I`m hound out, play my hood, hit blasa Pass the herb, hit the curb, and I, leave `em tied up in knots First night murder, that`s how we do it, thats how we did it Who did it? You know your boy, ? that run with No Limit It was in some, white camaro, fuckin` window was tinted They had noise in it, they had P boys in it, they had toys in it Full Blooded Niggaz gonna respect that there I`m a No Limit soldier I can`t neglect that there Give `em camoflague on my duty Hand me the keys to the dooley Give me a bullet proof, 2 PK`s, when these niggaz wanna do me About this here, head bustin`, throat cuttin` Finger funk type shit, give a fuck nigga, smoke somethin` Chorus till fade Send " Tell Me What You Re Lookin For" Ringtone to your Cell Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics @ ELyrics | Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics @ Songlyrics | Tell Me What You Re Lookin For lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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