Hollywood FIX - Hand on a Bible

Hand on a bible
These words I speak is truth
I felt like fuck rap
Til quest got me
Back in the booth
Like spit that shit
It's time to shine on these haters
Kuz round here they get no Burn
Garcia Vega
Niggaz act like they live major
But be broker then a hobo
To drugs I did the opposite
Said yes instead of no no
Kuz I needed rugby polo
And that lv logo
Chain be flashing colors
Like the lights of the popo
Oh no I sold dope
Went broke & sold soap
Smokers coming back round
That's when I serve em real dope
Got real hope to get paid
No time to get played
Burner on that waistline
So u kan fuck around & get Slayed
No fun games or fairy tales
Niggaz know me very well
You go to trip I pop the clip
U catch slugs and i ain't Throwing snails
You a bitch nigga
With a bitch nigga
Yo krew a bunch of switch Hitters
All fags with the audac
To act like you some big chipper
Nigga
You ain't murking on nothing
Nigga
Get the fuck out of here fronting
Talking bout u hustler & you getting that fedi
This right here's a nightmare
That's why my pistols name Freddie
I'm on that gangsta shit hoe
Like my last name Gibbs
I walk up on my men
To prevent women & kids
From getting hit
No need for innocent
Proceed to give em clip
Then I dip
Inside of a smokers whip
That I spent a 50 up just to rent
He to busy smoking dope
To worry
Bout that piece of shit
I pull up & I squeeze 4's
Hit u & yo team hoe
And fuck up yo Versace
You think Im one of the migos
Until I meet my end hoe
I'm go be bout cash
U think I was a gang injunction how I got the hood on smash
Niggaz claim they sale'n work
But they shit all trash
Mane this that Big Meech Crystal
That BMF Had
Str8 Drop

Written by:
Armond Evans

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