Sons Izaya Tiji

[Intro]
(I'm not into you)
(I miss you Angel)

[Chorus]
I got so many sons
Hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour four just for fun
And, he can barely think
Don't put yo nose in that blood, money, bullets where you blink
I hold my own, but I'm stuck, yuh
They see that I'm geeked
I hold my pole when it flood with the fuckin' police (Yeah)

[Verse]
Stay down, got a crib, could've bought a rollie
Big titty, 50 round, look like rollie pollie (Rollie pollie)
I was off the percs too much, somebody need to score wit' me, (Yea)
I just smoke way too much, start talkin' when I'm lonely
And, if they get my twin, the whole damn city floatin'
When I got that stick, you can hear them shots goin', (Boom, boom, boom)
They didn't have my pistol, that's the opp slogan
Shе wanna fuck me slow, I got that lil potion, (Yea)
I'm from west coast so I got no еmotion, (Butterfly doors open up and yeah it's all potent)
I miss some of my niggas, and I feel so lonely
Please don't play with my niggas, they got that pole on 'em (Oh, oh)
Yeah I'm sneaky, yeah, walk with that blicky (Big and bad!)
He don't know it's me, I got my hood up in every state
I be out here like everyday
Run it up everyday
Then ball it up everyday
She want me like, everyday
She call me like, everyday
I can't say I wish them well, but I know some real niggas who get 'em killed they wish them well, yeah, yeah
Watch how it feel, rich life, yeah
Watch how it feel when we slide (Slide)
Pull it out the lot, yeah, yeah
Then pull it out the spot, yeah, yeah
Pull her out her spot, yeah, yeah
Then she gon' give me top, yeah, yeah
I say who the boss, yeah, yeah
I say who the law, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah