La.socket - Tip Toe lyrics
[La.socket - Tip Toe lyrics]
Tip toe through yo' trap
We kill niggas, that’s no cap
I ain't never going broke
As long as I got the strap
That's called robbery
Run your shit or you get clapped
Three hoes in his face
’cause I ain't have time to scrap
Lying 'bout that life, I don't feel 'em
God keeps telling me what's best
I promise I don't hear 'em
I got some robbers in my circle
Promise I don’t fear ’em
I told 'em be smart
I would hate to have to kill ’em
I told my mama look, I might die tonight
Pull up on that heat and
Spray like a fire fight
I got this 30 pussy, I ain't tryna fight
Catch a body broad day, get 'em outta sight
My youngest want that money, nigga
I can buy a life shit's so easy
It’s like going in the store to buy a Sprite
My brotha said I'm finna take off
And I said, "My guy, you're right"
Tryna come up off of me pipe
Bitches on my bag
They know Socket got them packs
My bitches my money green
A box of Apple Jacks
Get the money, get them elbows
Flip it, watch, I make it back
We see yo' dome like the Simpsons movie
I'ma make it crack
Tip toe through yo' trap
We kill niggas, that's no cap
I ain't never going broke
As long as I got the strap
That's called robbery
Run your shit or you get clapped
Three hoes in his face
'cause I ain't have time to scrap
We kill niggas, that’s no cap
I ain't never going broke
As long as I got the strap
That's called robbery
Run your shit or you get clapped
Three hoes in his face
’cause I ain't have time to scrap
Lying 'bout that life, I don't feel 'em
God keeps telling me what's best
I promise I don't hear 'em
I got some robbers in my circle
Promise I don’t fear ’em
I told 'em be smart
I would hate to have to kill ’em
I told my mama look, I might die tonight
Pull up on that heat and
Spray like a fire fight
I got this 30 pussy, I ain't tryna fight
Catch a body broad day, get 'em outta sight
My youngest want that money, nigga
I can buy a life shit's so easy
It’s like going in the store to buy a Sprite
My brotha said I'm finna take off
And I said, "My guy, you're right"
Tryna come up off of me pipe
Bitches on my bag
They know Socket got them packs
My bitches my money green
A box of Apple Jacks
Get the money, get them elbows
Flip it, watch, I make it back
We see yo' dome like the Simpsons movie
I'ma make it crack
Tip toe through yo' trap
We kill niggas, that's no cap
I ain't never going broke
As long as I got the strap
That's called robbery
Run your shit or you get clapped
Three hoes in his face
'cause I ain't have time to scrap