Death row – G Herbo lyrics

Lyrics Death row – G Herbo

Death row lyrics
I was on death row
I ain’t never met Snoop I ain’t never met Suge
Nigga living like a thug like I’m Pac though (Thug Life nigga)
I knew I could hit my cuz for that Glock though (Blaow)
When them times got hard I was sellin’ coke (Sellin’ coke)
Wanted mama on my side had to let her know
Seventeen I bought a nine had to let it blow
Now a nigga on the grind I got five on my schedule (Bitch)

[Verse 1]
Herbo really quiet I get loud ’bout my cheddar tho’
Really was outside on the nine with Berettas oh
No bap I ain’t lyin’ I got five on my schedule
So if I text “Outside” come outside how I tell her (Bitch)
I ain’t regular I knew she was a vibe when I met her
I rock thousand dollar sweaters bitches love me like Coachella
Tell her give me some versuri-lyrics.info
I respect you don’t address me like I’m anyone (Swear)
Bitch is messy thick she there she got her titties done (Titties done)
Oh she a dime in her city huh (Huh)
She like lemon lime with her Henny huh
You ain’t choosin’ niggas you get diamonds from any em’
‘Round the way girl I can line up with twenty ’em
But that ho so fine it don’t make me nothin’
Broski tried to smash she ain’t give him nothin’
Still gotta slide in my ride with a fifty drum
City dumb I can’t have no fun I got fifty guns (For real) nigga

[Chorus]
I was on death row
I ain’t never met Snoop I ain’t never met Suge
Nigga living like a thug like I’m Pac though
I knew I could hit my cuz for that Glock though
When them times got hard I was sellin’ coke (Sellin’ coke)
Wanted mama on my side had to let her know (That’s what it is)
Seventeen I bought a nine had to let it blow (Let it blow)
Now a nigga on the grind I got five on my schedule

[Verse 2]
All that dumb shit I did really wasn’t worth it though
Don’t define me by my past ain’t nobody perfect though (Ain’t nobody)
I wasn’t thinking ’bout the consequences it was workin’ though (It was workin’)
I jump head first in the trap but I had that bitch twerkin’ though (Ayy ayy)
Who you workin’ for (Who you workin’ for ) Tell me what you lurkin’ for (Yeah)
He just gettin’ money what you gotta murk him for (Fuck nigga)
Seein’ niggas fakin’ that shit irkin’ though (That shit irkin’)
But I’ma pull up on ’em when it’s perfect though (Shh)
I can tell you what I’m worth or you can search it though
Hands greasy by that chicken like I’m Churches though (Nigga)
City bad but my block was like the worstest though (Like the worstest)
I can’t lie I took my Glock inside the church before (No bap)
Summertime like the hood havin’ curses (Havin’ curses)
I ain’t never lied in my verses (Never)
I ain’t never lied when I’m merchin’ it
Couple opps ain’t survive out them surgeries uh

[Chorus]
I was on death row
I ain’t never met Snoop I ain’t never met Suge
Nigga living like a thug like I’m Pac though (I’m Pac nigga)
I knew I could hit my cuz for that Glock though (For that Glock nigga)
When them times got hard I was sellin’ coke
Wanted mama on my side had to let her know (Swear)
Seventeen I bought a nine had to let it blow (G Herbo)
Now a nigga on the grind I got five on my scheduleee

Death row – G Herbo lyrics
Death row - G Herbo
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