الأغاني:
Banda Last Drop

sewn armored dope spots Last thing I sweat's suc-suc-sucka punk cop Move like a king when I roll hops You try to flex bang another nigga drops You gotta

'em up off me cause all We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga

you ain't got Not one damn thing for a nigga to ride to But I been gettin' funky since I was in high school Growin' up in that Bootsy's rubber band

the Soul Shack, coolin' In the outback, on the songwritin' ship Blizz a five, off a Bob Marley spliff On the cloud I be relaxin' from last night and shit

he's so fuckin TERRIBLE! Meanwhile his record sells double and triple Cause of you whinin bout him rubbin his nipple Religious? Shit, you helped them bands

my chrome 9 Kiss momma 'cuz we goin' out and gettin' mines Next nigga in line 17 on the grind Shoe first, nigga not seein' mines Big purses, million dollar headlines 5 drops, OG the last

she reminds him of his wife that passed away, She says something as she walks right past his way, His old hearing aid don't last quite half the day, Some

I want to tease you I want to plead you I want to show you, baby That I need you I want your body 'Til the very last drop I want you to holler When you

, Guinea Love I'm gonna press rewind Yo, I hate to be the one to break it to ya You thought you had me in the palm of your hand But you flaked, dropped