Harry Fraud and Jay Worthy - Six Figure Strolls (feat. Sha Hef)

Westside but I'm thru the El Barrio
One look from the boop he was adios
I remember one summer funkin' with the barrio
Little homie offed that nigga on his front porch
I made a hundred thousand off of one hoe
I made a hundred thousand off of one stroll
I always gained a custie of of good coke
Had that bitch walk the strip with an 8ball
Them other bithes, they were trying to rob niggas
You know tricks for those Rolies, and those car digits
I never did that, I had the bigger plan
Six figure plan, I'm trying to be like Jigga man

(La Musica de Harry Fraud)

Treat the plug like the lifeline
We send em anywhere, I'm the pipeline
The homie got sentenced to a lifetime
I roll a blunt, nd check the flight time
Shit we all got demons, I'm trying to fight mine
I never seen a gangster try to fight crime
These niggas clicking up, but I'm quite fine
Before rap, I stacked the pension off of white lines
I make the call and it get sanctioned
A nigga got steamed, but I outranked em
Connect saved my life, I gotta thank them
Never came back with my bread, I had to spank em
Walking thru the rain without a drop on me
Worthy, thats my blood, he bet the spot on me
My girl brought me to Church, I got my Glock on me
I left early, I forgot I got the swock on me (Go get a soda)


Westside but im thru the El barrio
One look from the boop he was adios
I made a hundred thousand off of one hoe
I made a hundred thousand off of one stroll

If I taught you one thing, it was to be a better bitch
If I bought you one thing, then it had to be a whip
Showed you how to do your own shit, told you how to have your own bitch
You was my bottom, cause we started from the bottom
And those bitches acting scary, you kept it quiet and stayed solid
Gotta thank you love for that though, you was more than just a down hoe
For real

Written by:
Jeffrey Sidhoo, Rashaad Harcum, Rory William Quigley

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