Neva Sold Weight One Mob (Ft. Joe Blow, J. Stalin, Lil AJ, Lil Blood & Philthy Rich)
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[Chorus: J. Stalin]
There's rules to this game how a nigga play (play)
Cause niggas out here dying every day
I just keep my strap on me and my money straight
But you wouldn't understand if you ain't sold weight
[x2]
[Verse 1: Lil Blood]
Nigga you ain't never trapped out no trap house
Slept on the floor with the roaches and the rats out
You ain't never rolled behind that black gate
When the block was slow we brought it back by selling two for eights
What you know about that pineapple coke
In the drought, we the only niggas outside selling dope
Instagram, broke his wrist daily in the dope vine
Hitting it with the skert, making sure we keep the fattest rinds
Locked the hood down, we has junkies watching every corner
They gone scream highwater every time they see the rollers
Nigga tell me what you know about the trap house
We really had them goons out front, posted with the mac's out
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
There's rules to this game how a nigga play (play)
Cause niggas out here dying every day
I just keep my strap on me and my money straight
But you wouldn't understand if you ain't sold weight
[x2]
There's rules to this game how a nigga play (play)
Cause niggas out here dying every day
I just keep my strap on me and my money straight
But you wouldn't understand if you ain't sold weight
[x2]
[Verse 1: Lil Blood]
Nigga you ain't never trapped out no trap house
Slept on the floor with the roaches and the rats out
You ain't never rolled behind that black gate
When the block was slow we brought it back by selling two for eights
What you know about that pineapple coke
In the drought, we the only niggas outside selling dope
Instagram, broke his wrist daily in the dope vine
Hitting it with the skert, making sure we keep the fattest rinds
Locked the hood down, we has junkies watching every corner
They gone scream highwater every time they see the rollers
Nigga tell me what you know about the trap house
We really had them goons out front, posted with the mac's out
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
There's rules to this game how a nigga play (play)
Cause niggas out here dying every day
I just keep my strap on me and my money straight
But you wouldn't understand if you ain't sold weight
[x2]
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