Lp Da Original - Til Da Pack Gone lyrics

[Verse 1: LP Da Original] Mothaf**er, I'mma show you know how to do this G7, MTM, this is more than music You betta get it right,n***a this is our life You could catch me on tha block, from the AM to the night With a glizzy on the hip and a fresh pair of Nikes I'm addicted to the streets, where the fiends stuffin' pipes Twenty thousand in my pocket, while I jump on my flight Cause I'm only 19, so I'm doin' aiight Streets sayin', who that, I ain't talking J Cole Sellin' crack all year, that's my payroll Sellin' X to the box, I ain't talking Halo And I'm all about my faces, get it and I lay low L Peezy n***am like you know a back on, hustle til the pack gone Yeah, I move them dimes and them nickels well Bubble like gingerale, then around get hit with shells [Hook: LP Da Original & Banana Clip] Banana Clip, ya you know a back on I hustle, til da pack gone In da hood phone ringin', get my yack on Prices go up, a get his jack on L Peezy, yeah you know a back on I hustle, till da pack gone In da hood, phone ringin', get my yack on Prices go up, a gets his jack on [Verse 2: Banana Clip] Trappin' like the defense, that's the game plan I'm on a cloud, no telling when the plane lands A full clip, I could send as a freebie Courtesy of Mr. Empty Tha Gleezy I'm ridin out my you ain't gotta ask For those locked behind bars or lyin' on the gra** No liz clay but we could face off Short but I'll bang on you nay rob Big 4's when I'm rollin', ridin' dirty in a stolen Hoodied up on a late night Chippin' out da pack till my cake right Grindin' hard, no sleep, sliding out wit my codees D boys they know me, I was schooled by them old G's Cook it up, let it dry, bag it down, dish it out Hustle til da pack gone, trap it when I nip it out That's what my clicks bout, getting my stacks on Coke Prices go up, a get his jack on [Outro: LP Da Original] L Peezy, yeah you know a back on I hustle til da pack gone In da hood phone ringin', get my yack on Prices go up, a get his jack on (Repeat)