Philthy Rich - Reasons (feat. G Perico, Bobby Luv, Mozzy) lyrics
Mozzy [Timothy Patterson] Oak Park, Sacramento, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Philthy Rich - Reasons feat. G Perico, Bobby Luv, Mozzy lyrics]
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
Everybody wanna be a gangster
'til gangster shit happen
But nigga only gangster shit you
Know is gangster rap
Salute to Obama, yeah Lil D back
These rat niggas slippin' through
Loopholes and cracks
Rest in peace to the jack
I was mobbin' on my rack
Did my time in San Larita
Stayed solid and came back
Can't produce my name in
No nigga's paperwork
Left them suckers on a shirt 'cause
They was playin' with the turf
I been solid since birth
Chopper silence out the work
Putting mileage on the skrt
Fuck college it didn't work
I sip lean, don't fuck with percs
Believe in god but don't go to church
Ankle monitor with a curf'
Being a gangster can be a curse
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
I be on that wish a nigga would shit
Hating to cop a serial, that's hood shit
It's down to fifty copper bullets
And a wood stick i love that lil nigga
'cause he wouldn't snitch
Beach boy, sandbox me for the wood chips
Fifty K in diamonds, that's a cooked brick
Hood riches, ballin' on 'em baby, all net
They praying on my downfall
We ain't fall yet lil hibachis on my lean
Yeah and they all wet
We taggin' up your big toe
And niggas talk whack shoot somethin'
My shooters accepting all bets
Cook his ass well done, now it's raw flesh
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
All White All Black philthy Rich
Cool Minute philthy Rich
Make A Living philthy Rich
Rap sheet full of gun cases
Twenty-five, four hundred
Before I see the judge I'm
Bailing out with old money
Get my bitch on the line to come get me
That AMG kick skrt when I'm
Floating through the city
Don't ask why I do that, bitch I'm ganster
And dirty south central
Where your own homies try to stank you
Niggas made me a beast
From the hundred side east
Kick door, gun spray all over my street
I'm just a ballin' ass, ghetto ass
Gerry curl bag left side, blue rag
Niggas get to politicking
Get out my way, I need a billion
Give me a reason, I got too many killers
It's G
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
Everybody wanna be a gangster
'til gangster shit happen
But nigga only gangster shit you
Know is gangster rap
Salute to Obama, yeah Lil D back
These rat niggas slippin' through
Loopholes and cracks
Rest in peace to the jack
I was mobbin' on my rack
Did my time in San Larita
Stayed solid and came back
Can't produce my name in
No nigga's paperwork
Left them suckers on a shirt 'cause
They was playin' with the turf
I been solid since birth
Chopper silence out the work
Putting mileage on the skrt
Fuck college it didn't work
I sip lean, don't fuck with percs
Believe in god but don't go to church
Ankle monitor with a curf'
Being a gangster can be a curse
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
I be on that wish a nigga would shit
Hating to cop a serial, that's hood shit
It's down to fifty copper bullets
And a wood stick i love that lil nigga
'cause he wouldn't snitch
Beach boy, sandbox me for the wood chips
Fifty K in diamonds, that's a cooked brick
Hood riches, ballin' on 'em baby, all net
They praying on my downfall
We ain't fall yet lil hibachis on my lean
Yeah and they all wet
We taggin' up your big toe
And niggas talk whack shoot somethin'
My shooters accepting all bets
Cook his ass well done, now it's raw flesh
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em
All White All Black philthy Rich
Cool Minute philthy Rich
Make A Living philthy Rich
Rap sheet full of gun cases
Twenty-five, four hundred
Before I see the judge I'm
Bailing out with old money
Get my bitch on the line to come get me
That AMG kick skrt when I'm
Floating through the city
Don't ask why I do that, bitch I'm ganster
And dirty south central
Where your own homies try to stank you
Niggas made me a beast
From the hundred side east
Kick door, gun spray all over my street
I'm just a ballin' ass, ghetto ass
Gerry curl bag left side, blue rag
Niggas get to politicking
Get out my way, I need a billion
Give me a reason, I got too many killers
It's G
Give me hell a reason
I got a chopper in case I gotta squeeze one
A gangster, everybody tryna be one
My niggas in the back, I gotta feed 'em