E-5ive ft. Sleaze Lyrics

E-5ive

E-5ive

E-5ive

Meditating off the medication, keep me elevated,

What's yo occupation, to this money you not dedicated,

Dedication, all a nigga know, feel it in my soul,

Hoes on my dick, off the songs, but I ain't writing poems,

Shit use my blood, make a clone, he won't be a hoe,

E-5ive, been with the shits and all these niggas know,

This the bamily, for my brothers I will fucking blow,

Free PJ, 23, and Gudda Qwo,

Bitch I'ma hold it down until they free the bros,

Standing strong, on my feet with the ten toes,

My shooter get in that room and he won't ever fold,

Like the chicken we bring home when we hit the road

Flip the quarter, pick yo bag, ain't no heads or tails,

Niggas act like these bitches, then they want to tell,

40 with a beam, it won't drop no shells,

If I get locked up, I bet I'm making bail,

Scratching fiends, wanna get served, you live and you learn,

Bridges they gon' burn, niggas turn when shit be for the worst,

Short with the words, rather flip the work,

Daddy taught me to do it on my own, when I'm in the dirt, bitch

E-5ive,

E-5ive,

E-5ive,

E-5ive,

E-5ive, yeah you really know,

Some niggas know me as Gudda Sleaze, free Gudda, hoe,

Nigga fuck what you saying, nigga got the gun, I blow,

Some niggas never been, with me, walking through the snow,

But A that K a come and leave you down on the fucking floor,

Sweep you off yo feet, I got that broom, I'ma let you know,

Once I come in the room, all these hoes, they gon' let me know,

What time to go, get it in, when they mouth is long,

I'm off the load, nigga get it in, dip it in, niggas talking, I'ma hit the sin,

God pray for me, get it in, sometimes when I'm in,

You niggas can't bend, got yo bitch tryna back bend,

Got them dubs on me nigga, at the garden when,

Niggas talking all that shit, got that water swimming in

Yo bitch pussy wetter, got the cream, I be swimming in,

Dishin' like Chris Paul, Banging on yo ass like John Wall

Bitch,

E-5ive,

E-5ive,

E-5ive,

E-5ive,

Bitch,

Gone, gone, gone, gone

Aye, they know im in my zone, zone, zone, zone

I told yo bitch, don't call my phone, phone, phone, phone

I hit before, and now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone

Hit and run, get to bustin' like a Tommy gun,

Yo bitch on dick, I tell her, come through, wanna have some fun,

Put this dick up in your lungs, oh let me see that tongue,

Smack it on yo face and see what you wanna do, one on one,

This is not no fight, she get the pipe and then she out tonight,

I told that bitch I'm coming with that fire, know I get it higher,

Niggas think they really with the shits, they ain't with this shits,

I have the gang, hiding in yo room, like they some fuckin' spiders,

Niggas know it's E-5ive, where them niggas at when it be drama time,

Choppa do the drummin' line, pull up on a nigga hit him in the spine,

They know that it's E-5ive,

They know that it's E-5ive,

They know that it's E-5ive,

And if you test the death angel, bitch, you bound to die