Westside Gunn, The Purist - 33 lyrics
[Westside Gunn, The Purist - 33 lyrics]
Ayo
458, I was leaning on the 33 30 on the lap
I pray to god they don't fuck with me
Do you like Tony in the shower
With the chainsaw
13 gauge, one shot blew his face off
Blood on the bottom of the pony hair loafers
Spanish nigga every time I
Plug he playing soca
Yellow rice half a chicken
Having shootouts in the Fashion District
He mixed the soda in terrific
Left his body twitching
Gabanna goggles, 20 for a half a brick papo
I'm rocking 20 chains
Bitches think I hit the lotto
Gas stoves ticking in the kitchen all that
Oil in the pot, merry Christmas
Look at all that shit swimming
Ayo what up lord
You the same nigga praised Dilla
Hopping out the 8 dragging chinchillas
Life is way better when you rich ain't it
Money getting bluer money machine maneuvers
We never talk we just do
Tell him the god sent ya flashing lights
Don't make me ask twice nigga
458, I was leaning on the 33 30 on the lap
I pray to god they don't fuck with me
Do you like Tony in the shower
With the chainsaw
13 gauge, one shot blew his face off
Blood on the bottom of the pony hair loafers
Spanish nigga every time I
Plug he playing soca
Yellow rice half a chicken
Having shootouts in the Fashion District
He mixed the soda in terrific
Left his body twitching
Gabanna goggles, 20 for a half a brick papo
I'm rocking 20 chains
Bitches think I hit the lotto
Gas stoves ticking in the kitchen all that
Oil in the pot, merry Christmas
Look at all that shit swimming
Ayo what up lord
You the same nigga praised Dilla
Hopping out the 8 dragging chinchillas
Life is way better when you rich ain't it
Money getting bluer money machine maneuvers
We never talk we just do
Tell him the god sent ya flashing lights
Don't make me ask twice nigga