Tony Yayo - 410 Revolver lyrics

Still in the beats you can see a seed soda Navy blue lavins match the rims on the rover Too much traffic in rap, I ride the shoulder Rap likes to blow man colder Still waiting on that f800 benz Keep it 100 f havin friends, I'm bout making ends Chinchilla in storage I keep it cool It's cold like my b**h, she make em drool A million d**hs to a pigeons stool My shoes gas like hesh when a n***a move, fool Casket sharp, fresh to d**h Filth rich give me the loot, big and meth Slip her outta lapearla hit it to the mornin All the clicko got a n***a hurling She gotta fat a**, with some nice extensions A gold digger tryna ma** her intentions Tryna ma** them intentions baby k** or be k**ed Gpg 4 Got nuttin to prove to y'all n***az man Knawimsayin I email for 3 thosuand dollars for madonna paper Ya feel me