A Brick And FN Paroles

FN, namsayin'?
Keep gutter, feel me? FN

Who you gonna front? that kill that zip whodie
That FN with the clip whodie
Bet your bottom dollar that I come up
I'm soo down, bet my gun's up
Down with that smother, you could run up
I love seein' numbers, I love that bitch whodie
You could fuck the dope man, but not my bitch whodie
No homo, I rock in honda civics
Put my money on suckas
Put money on suckas bitches
White ally boy, my word is law
I put hands on niggas, put hands on crackers
Put money on suckas, I do numbers on hondas
You on't know me, beat ya then fuck ya
I'm a OG bitch, I'm a OG young nigga
Got shit crackin', I play dumb with ya
Some bricks and FNs, don't snitch, I'mma fuck with ya Yeah, fuck the kids, ya feel me? FN
I'm stuck in the hood with no money, I'm scared
Somebody front me a brick and FN
FN, namsayin'?
Keep gutter, yeah, feel me? FN