Rerock

Hey, rerock them cars, I’m back on that frost
Hey, rerock the dog it’s that finesse
Hey, I took your broad she doin' our cars
Hey, she took her jaws and gargled my balls
Lonnie will you ever squash the beef? Hell nah
Man I want all them niggas deceased, Adolf
Lonnie would you ever wife a freak? Hell nah
But I might go deep in it, raw dog
Man I can’t believe these motherfuckers thought I fell off
But they ain’t know I ain’t never turned a fuckin' scale off
They ain’t know that I really started all that scale talk
They don’t know, man these niggas sound like my whole catalouge
They don’t know we really in the gym shootin' basketballs
My hitta he a wizard with that pistol call him John Wall
My spanish homie hit me with a bag, I think he Sean Paul
Man, you really think that I’m his friend I’m 'bout to run off
Memphis, Tennessee with 50 number, Zach Randolph
Fifth of Hennessey, fuck your bitch, that Luther Vandross
Have you ever hit a opp with the Quick Draw McGraw
Have you ever hit the bank with a fake check and withdraw
Got back to that bags, put the rap on pause
My diamonds they VS, nigga ain’t no flaws
Get a nigga cut, cut up, round of applause
Hop out with the Halloween mask, I think I’m Saw
Rerock the dog I’m stretchin' it all
Hey, rerock the cars I major in frost
Silly old bitch too loose lips
Buy some beans we sell 'em again
Cut your with a little bit of fens
fifty grams, get you a ten