Louie V Mob - No Way Jose lyrics

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Louie V Mob - No Way Jose lyrics

(Intro) P back, I don’t f** with no snitches main That Jose Caseco sh** n***a, this ain’t the open aye We get rid of n***as if they come playin like that I’m bout my paper n***a (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat sh**, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose (Verse) sponsored links I’m riding round here getting it, the first key for 30 Get a plug on these chickens, gotta be up early My cousin whippin that white, call that b**h molly Keep that pistol on me cause ain’t nobody smilin n***a try to play me, I don’t take no shorts This this ain’t a date, you can’t get no change of hearts You got 4 ways to flip it, a duffle bag of that money You ain’t right with my chains, n***a them young n***as be comin We don’t f** with no snitches, all about that paper Battles on that molly we a body bag them haters All I wear is Louie, all I rock is Louie Free C murda and f** the grand jury! (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat sh**, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose (Verse) n***as talk that brick talk, bend up 2 falls Them bricks they rerock, we still gonn get it all Find my whip up a quarter brick, my young n***as with the sh** A f** never bad b**hes, eat p**y and s**ing dick We been flexin and trickin n***as, a half to a whole thang 1 to a 2, with the profit of figurine 3 b**hes cookin naked, I ship it I whip it ready My truck was on 26’s, now it’s on 27 Get on dope and no limit, he’s got that sh**, he’s authentic Know we was down for a minute, but I hit licks for a living You n***as talk that brick talk, that ain’t molly, that’s bad son So I got 4 ways whatever, you n***as talkin my head off (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat sh**, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose (Verse) I don’t know much about these n***as, could be robbers or coppers If ya can’t look me in my eyes, then he disguised the impostor, I’m saying I’m block choppin, my b**h a doctor, my legal plate My shrimp and lobster, steak on my plate that’s everyday I’m whippin, flippin, I’m on a mission, I’m trickin tickets I’m driving, I’m flying, I’m swimming, I get postal with it I’m costal with it, left the p**y, I’m supposed to miss it You sleepin dreamin and growin with it, she hoing with it I drop a pack loud on my back the hoe gonn go and get it She know what’s up, when we double up, we goin missin The blow torrific, client flyin and the money pitchin And when we finish, blowin up so they never forget it (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat sh**, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose

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