BigXthaPlug - Rush Hour lyrics

BigXthaPlug [Xavier Landum]

[BigXthaPlug - Rush Hour lyrics]

Aye! Aye!

See I started this shit with some green
I came up and then turnt up my city and team
Really ballin and shit Kareem
I could bless a bad bitch
Without even a sneeze
You reach for my neck you let it squeeze
Ima spray this hood block
Like some ducking febreeze
I love it when my bitch give
Me top on her knees
Aye when I nut bitch I'm leaving the scene
Taliban bitch we new to the league
But we active you tripping your
Face on the tee
Had my partna sell 30 bows he oversea
And my partna was getting
Them gone every week
Shit the way I sell dope
Swear that shit was unique
See I come from the grove but I'm so triple d
Nigga trippin he better lock 'fore I tweak
Please don't ask for no verse if
You don't got the fee

Big Steppers want ballers for free
Got zah so it ain't for the cheap
I was deep in that field before
I laced up my cleats
Once they touch end zone I
Was off in them streets
Hardbody don't try to compete
Once they jump in them streets we
Was deep in them creeks
Through the blocks and river lay
Low for a week
Beat the heat lay low get the stash
The whole 6 gotta eat

When we hop in them whips we
Don't pull up no keys
Push to start then we hit the top speed
I just started and we in the league
Sunday balenci, Monday is Supreme aye!
Used to think all this shit was a dream
Now I open my mouth and these VVS they bling
Dopping ten on my wrist just
To strengthen my frame
I'm like fuck it spent 15 and got me a ring
Aye!

Nigga better lock in before I crash out
These labels don't give me no
M's ima spazz out
I might just go back to the trap house
Me and my niggas steppa shit
Sound like a frat house
These niggas telling they rats now
Me and my niggas silent so we never back down
When I fuck baby please, keep your back down
Tryna hit baby raw we gon
Call it a smack down
Say that you rob me that's cap how
I stay strap with this 40 you
Play and get shot down
These niggas mad cause I'm hot now
I remember them days I was
Cold in the compound
Yelling free rock till he out now
Took that 5 to the chin now
It's time for the walk down
Steppa you play and get hawk down
Once there's smoke in the air ain't
No way ima calm down

These niggas hoes better talk down
Keep that shit on the net better
Not play when I walk round
Reach for the chain and get chalked down
Bitch my convos ain't free it's like
Ten just to talk now
Sipped a four of some Wok just walk round
Know some niggas that real
Still sittin in lockdown
These niggas pussy won't pop out
If we shoot up they spot bet
They gon bring the cops out

When we hop in them whips we
Don't pull out no keys
Push to start then we hit the top speed aye!
I just started and we in the league
Sunday balenci, Monday is Supreme aye!
Used to think all this shit was a dream
Now I open my mouth and these VVS they bling
Dopping ten on my wrist just
To strengthen my frame
I'm like fuck it spent 15 and got me a ring
Aye!

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