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Don Trip
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Price Tag (feat. CEO Lil Kenny)
[Chorus] Riding in that Lo-lo with the headlights off Hop up out that bitch and knock your head right off There's a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting All up in the club with the ice all on him Hit him with the heat [?] There's a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
[CEO Lil Kenny] Trip hit me up, said its a price tag on him Told him he my nigga so I'd do a half out for him You spend you like 20 than you got insurance on him I live on the North hoe, better know I got that burner Chop a bullet like piranha teeth Squeeze the chopper til it's under E Fuck the nigga, said he fronted me Fifty niggas that's 100 feet And we was playing Chess in the cell niggas still wanna get in front of me That freaky ass bitch that he laying with every night lick the ball from underneath I wrote a check and they garnish me Got college girls, ya they honor me Last year they making fun of me Now I'm having a lot of monies Pour it down in the cemetery Trip go ahead hit the headlights Chopper swinging red dot, almost had to stab the Deer in the headlights Pockets flat but i leave 'em flatter I want his head put it on the platter I want his picture here on every channel If he actor do him on the camera We got yourman, if the Price is Right Like a Freak bitch, he get hit tonight Tim Duncan stick sweeping people We got bodies like the Jeepers Creepers [Chorus] Riding in that Lo-lo with the headlights off Hop up out that bitch and knock your head right off There's a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting All up in the club with the ice all on him Hit him with the heat [?] There's a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
[Don Trip] I'm so, I'm so, I'm so with the shit Don't make me prove it Gave my young nigga about two hundred, he went and bought an Uzi Tried to talk some sense into 'em 'Brah, these streets ain't worth your life' He like, 'Trip how you gonna talk you got two pistols and a Knife and i hear everything you write. You'd gun a nigga down and you won't think twice.' I couldn't do nothing but nod my head to what he was saying cause he was right I got that hammer like I'm Fix-It Felix Hope to never need it but if push comes to shove than you're gonna get to meet Jesus And I'm gonna get to go home to my babies We probably watch Frozen, we might even read it And you catch a bullet like open receivers and I plant the ball til they give me the needle And I'd be lying if I said I was sorry Go take a trip to the Justice Department and tell 'em it's time to feed these children They out here starving, they out here robbin' Out here killing each other for robbin's They out here shooting, y'all out here marching Obviously there's a problem, how'd you think picket signs are gonna solve it We live in the jungle, everyday is hunting season Even a lion becomes prey to hunger hyenas Let that sink in Godspeed
[Chorus] Riding in that Lo-lo with the headlights off Hop up out that bitch and knock your head right off There's a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting All up in the club with the ice all on him Hit him with the heat [?] There's a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
- Special thanks to Cash for correcting the lyric.
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