2 Pistols, Ray Ray, Jim Jones - My World lyrics

[2 Pistols, Ray Ray, Jim Jones - My World lyrics]

You know how I love money bolo
It's Blood Money, baby

Step into my world
Where we walk around with them things (yeah)
If you get wrong, it go bang
And we serious 'bout what we think
Step into my world
(2 Pistols) , where we never slippin' with it
Keep them bankrolls in our fitteds
Got a bag full of them semis
Step into my world, you gotta act right
(Bang) talk right (Bang) , walk right
Step into my world, welcome to my world
W w welcome to my world
W w welcome to my world
(It it it's Blood Money, baby)
Step into my world

It's me around the world the world
And it's been that way
Since a young nigga 'bout trigger play play
Hurt my arm lettin' off that K K
Money better bе the conversation, otherwisе
No conversation
Now I don't really do friend
Rather rather count big face Benjamins
In my world, we sell
Cocaine, crack or powder, what's your thing?
Pounds of weed if no blow, man, sweet lick
Kick the door in my young nigga gon' run
In there there, barefaced, no mask on
Nah, I ain't wanna send 'em action
But they dropped ball on my last song
First deal, they tried to rape
A nigga nigga, second deal
They tried to hold me back back
Politics like a motherfucker, through it all
A nigga back
Lovin' all these screw face face
Lovin' all these fake daps daps
Nigga, I'm just gettin' warmed up up
I ain't even push on the gas yet

Step into my world (2 Pistols)
Where we walk around with them things
If you get wrong, it go bang
(Woo) , and we serious 'bout what we think
Step into my world (Vent life, baby)
Where we never slippin' with it
Keep them bankrolls in our fitteds
Got a bag full of them semis
(Seen the news today? Sad, ain't it?)
Step into my world, you gotta act right
(It ain't easy where I'm from)
Talk right, walk right
(That's why I pack two pistols, rrr)
Step into my world, welcome to my world
(Step into my world
Watch and learn you somethin')
W w welcome to my world
W w welcome to my world (Mmm, uh)
Step into my world (Tell 'em)

I'm in a different world
(Yep) , Kadeem Hardison (Shoo)
We don't fold, but we still stay partisan
(What that mean?) you know
One side of them guns ride in every car we in
(Okay) we like, "Fuck that
" we pack guns and we partyin' (Rrr)
In my world, I spend a fortune on care (Okay)
But lil' niggas
They gettin' killed for them
Same Jordans we wear (What number?)
Yeah, I hear you, gold all in your watch
(What?) where I'm from, if you get
Caught for all your gold, you get shot
(Run it)
Them hustlers, they diligent, respect it
Mamas, they fiend out, them
Kids get neglected, it's hectic
(It's fucked up) shit, I seen prom queen
(Damn) , turn molly fiend (Fuck)
Good college girl turned stripper bitch
Dollar and a dream

Step into my world
Where we walk around with them things
If you get wrong, it go bang
And we serious 'bout what we think
Step into my world
Where we never slippin' with it
Keep them bankrolls in our fitteds
Got a bag full of them semis
Step into my world, you gotta act right
Talk right, walk right
Step into my world, welcome to my world
W w welcome to my world
W w welcome to my world step into my world

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