Cpmg Richo - Dont Do That (feat. Jay Dee & Baby Ceo)

I can't smoke bit I'm finna go piss right now
That's why I'm drinking so much water
Richo gang
Free trell Cpmg shit GG
A nigga gone die if he come thru here playing on god
I got them racks in my pants
Three choppas three k's like the klan
We left em slump come pick up yo mans
They see that we up they ain't stick too the plan
I use too be broke don't hold out your hand
The first nigga play he gettin burnt like a tan
When gang pull up we blow like a fan
You mad at me
But yo bitch a fan
Ooohh
She got my dick in her hand
I fuck her one time I ain't calling again
I call em lil taz cause I know he gone spin
My young niggas bulls send bullets thru wind
They killin on sundays I know they gone sin
Fuck the police tell em free twin
Got bags of the gas
Got the grams for the ten
You said you want smoke
Don't do that
My young niggas pull up and shoot that (Gang )
Got so many shots you can't shoot back
5% tint they like who that
( Richo )
I'm pulling up where his crew at
(Gang)
Your bitch dropping neck like a crew neck
She put the whole dick in her throat How she do that
I'm with them apes and you knew that
Ran in the club with them racks they like who that
Yeahhh
He throw the pack ima catch it
Treat ops like shirts when we see em we stretching
We sliding in style
Out a all white lexus
We gone hop out the whip
Me and my niggas we reckless
Lil bitch want the dick
Bitch quit being so desperate
We enter the club make a fuck nigga exit
Took a break from my plug
Now we back we connected (Bitch)
I walk in the party just me and my brothers
If you get hit with this stick
Won't recover (Boom Bowww)
That bitch was bad I couldn't fuck her with a rubber
Come pay for your blick
Or go get you another one (bitch)
Come pay for your shit or you won't get it back
See a op make em duck
Ain't talking bout quack
We don't give a fuck
Smoke a op like a pack
Bitch we don't give a fuck smoke a op like a black
He know that he pussy why he even act up
Niggas be cappin they pussy but act tough
Bitch back in school your ass use too get jacked up
I done fell off with the money
I'm back up
Don't bring your bitch too the block
She get snatched up
How you gone shoot but your shot was not at us
He said he gone slide but he didn't
But I'm cracked up
He talking shit get your stupid ass wrapped up
Ayeee
Bitch
No we don't fuck with the opposite
Treat a op like a album
When we see em we dropping it
The ops they running
Might run out of oxygen
And I beat the pack wen I see it I'm boxing it
Book me for a show and the ATG rocking it
Bitch suck on this dick give me
all of the sloppiness
If twelve pull us over
Yeah that gate I'm hopping it
He said it was smoke
So it's smoke ain't no squashing it
I'll stick his ass up I don't give a fuck
211 strapped too his face
Got no choice but too give it up
Pack too the side with my pistol tucked
And it was me and richo sending shots out a pick up truck
No one or two shots gone full em up
Stand over buddy
We know he ain't no getting up
22 too start em the 40 gone finish up
211 babies gone make it these folks gone remember us
We go bullet for bullet
And body for body
Go fully for fully
And shotty for shotty
These 40s gon burn and leave yo ass hollin
Leave em dead in the alley and covered in boxes
Don't touch me
Don't mug me I'm rolling off pills
When I shoot it get ugly
I'm aiming too kill
Finna do it don't temp me lil buddy just chill
Been done ran in yo shit smack his ass with the steel
Fuck rapping I'm gangsta foreal
211 shot wen I hit
Better duck
Better chill
You ain't robbing just stop it
You barely can steal
On the block everyday bitch I stay in the field
These bullets gone burn
That shit give me the chills
Free lil Steve he been locked up almost a year
I'm a demon I don't cry
I shed blood not tears
Free the block 11th ave nigga know what it is
You said you want smoke then don't do that
My young niggas pull up and shoot that (aye)
Got so many shots you can't shoot back
5% tint they like who that
I'm Pullin up where his crew at
Yo bitch dropping neck like a crew neck
She put the whole dick in her throat how she do that
I'm with them apes and you knew that
Ran In the club with them racks they like who that

Written by:
Richard Morris

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