03 Greedo - Voodoo lyrics
[03 Greedo - Voodoo lyrics]
Ayy, leave a spell, 03
Ayy, leave a spell on your clique
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga
Zip a nigga up in plastic
I'm the nigga goin' up, a nigga savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift
It's a curse nah nigga I ain't average
I'm the nigga goin' up, I'm a savage
Put a spell on that bitch in my verse
That's a whole quote
Chop a bitch off where the hoes go
Blood money on my neck
Bitch I made it rose gold
All my peoples Pasadena like the Rose Bowl
More gas than my teachers off a whole flow
Watered down
From the bleachers to the end zone
Cheerleaders smoke dope, kickin' shit
No clothes you see LA, I just run out
Wonder where her clothes go?
Do it behind closed doors, sippin' lean
I won't dose new sweater made by junkie made
By Kezno in my Benzo get her on her ass like
A movie that's suspenseful
Ten tre day, I'm soldiered down like ten-four
Long live King Yella, free my nigga TK
Fuck her in that prison with
The damus and keyways
Or up in the dub from the
Arm to the peach cake peter-rollin' rollin'
I ain't never been a cheapskate
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga
Zip a nigga up in plastic
I'm the nigga goin' up, a nigga savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift
It's a curse nah nigga I ain't average
I'm the nigga goin' up, I'm a savage
Ayy, leave a spell on your clique
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga
Zip a nigga up in plastic
I'm the nigga goin' up, a nigga savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift
It's a curse nah nigga I ain't average
I'm the nigga goin' up, I'm a savage
Put a spell on that bitch in my verse
That's a whole quote
Chop a bitch off where the hoes go
Blood money on my neck
Bitch I made it rose gold
All my peoples Pasadena like the Rose Bowl
More gas than my teachers off a whole flow
Watered down
From the bleachers to the end zone
Cheerleaders smoke dope, kickin' shit
No clothes you see LA, I just run out
Wonder where her clothes go?
Do it behind closed doors, sippin' lean
I won't dose new sweater made by junkie made
By Kezno in my Benzo get her on her ass like
A movie that's suspenseful
Ten tre day, I'm soldiered down like ten-four
Long live King Yella, free my nigga TK
Fuck her in that prison with
The damus and keyways
Or up in the dub from the
Arm to the peach cake peter-rollin' rollin'
I ain't never been a cheapskate
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga
Zip a nigga up in plastic
I'm the nigga goin' up, a nigga savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift
It's a curse nah nigga I ain't average
I'm the nigga goin' up, I'm a savage