[Talking:] Yeah yeah you know us, rings on top of rings Chains on top of chains, don't watch us watch the watches King Tut status haha, Mob Style Music King of Da Ghetto Entertainment, Chris Wizzard Z-Ro the Mo City Don, yeah *************ne *************ne *************ne *************ne It seem like that's all I do Nothing but money on my mind mind mind I won't except a million bucks, if I can get two I think I'ma let my top back let the sun on in, see me riding I'm a mother******* gangsta, you ain't gon' ever see me hiding Let's see fifteen around my left, twenty eight around my right Fifty more around my neck and eight around my finger, I am a light King George that's the homie, King Johnny that's the homie Everytime I come around, they like that's Z-Ro that's the homie When I come out I'ma be *************ning, harder than when I went in I'm glowing, now all I gotta do is rolling and po'ing [Hook:] Keep *************ning, King Johnny I need another piece and chain in my life Keep *************ning, most people addicted to drugs me I'm addicted to ice Keep *************ning, V.I.P. I never stand in a line Keep on *************ning, like sunlight dipped in chrome *************ning like sunlight dipped in chrome [Chris Ward:] ************* the straight my swag on the scene, like it's a symphony Flash my rocks across the screens, like Pimp C it's the pimp in me Kids love the style, I ain't lying ask Timothy He'll tell ya mama let C. Wigga play, there'll be no simp in me Drankie Mulla Frankie Mulla, why you think you cooler Ice nice and when all the lights on, it can't be cooler That ain't no real bright, than why you got a janky jeweler You can't smell drank on my breath, cause of that stanky fooler Sports car no sports bra, for the sports bar This what you think we got in the back, the way we po' up bar Promethazine'ing gangsta leaning, hella-clean Diamonds blinging felony fresh, you misdemeaning [Hook] I'm feeling so fly, I'm standing outside in my Polo Ro Man and horse from head to toe, I ain't got nothing but Polo on This beat so jamming I said to myself, self this one you should go solo on But Chris Ward is a brother from another mother, so I'ma put my lil' bro-bro on Damn King Johnny, I can't see no mo' Everytime the sun reflect off my watch, vision will be no mo' And that *************t in the middle of the mall ain't glowing, quite like these hoes glow They can sell that trash to you, but I bet they can't sell it to Z-Ro though I rock them blue and them yellow diamonds, and that old school gold that's right that old *************t I ain't gotta be out in the sun either, my *************t *************ne at fo' in the morning If I want it then I don't give a damn what it cost, I'm just gon' get it Real ice is almost like real ice, I can keep my drink cold with it
[Talking:] Yeah yeah you know us, rings on top of rings Chains on top of chains, don't watch us watch the watches King Tut status haha, Mob Style Music King of Da Ghetto Entertainment, Chris Wizzard Z-Ro the Mo City Don, yeah *************ne *************ne *************ne *************ne It seem like that's all I do Nothing but money on my mind mind mind I won't except a million bucks, if I can get two I think I'ma let my top back let the sun on in, see me riding I'm a mother******* gangsta, you ain't gon' ever see me hiding Let's see fifteen around my left, twenty eight around my right Fifty more around my neck and eight around my finger, I am a light King George that's the homie, King Johnny that's the homie Everytime I come around, they like that's Z-Ro that's the homie When I come out I'ma be *************ning, harder than when I went in I'm glowing, now all I gotta do is rolling and po'ing [Hook:] Keep *************ning, King Johnny I need another piece and chain in my life Keep *************ning, most people addicted to drugs me I'm addicted to ice Keep *************ning, V.I.P. I never stand in a line Keep on *************ning, like sunlight dipped in chrome *************ning like sunlight dipped in chrome [Chris Ward:] ************* the straight my swag on the scene, like it's a symphony Flash my rocks across the screens, like Pimp C it's the pimp in me Kids love the style, I ain't lying ask Timothy He'll tell ya mama let C. Wigga play, there'll be no simp in me Drankie Mulla Frankie Mulla, why you think you cooler Ice nice and when all the lights on, it can't be cooler That ain't no real bright, than why you got a janky jeweler You can't smell drank on my breath, cause of that stanky fooler Sports car no sports bra, for the sports bar This what you think we got in the back, the way we po' up bar Promethazine'ing gangsta leaning, hella-clean Diamonds blinging felony fresh, you misdemeaning [Hook] I'm feeling so fly, I'm standing outside in my Polo Ro Man and horse from head to toe, I ain't got nothing but Polo on This beat so jamming I said to myself, self this one you should go solo on But Chris Ward is a brother from another mother, so I'ma put my lil' bro-bro on Damn King Johnny, I can't see no mo' Everytime the sun reflect off my watch, vision will be no mo' And that *************t in the middle of the mall ain't glowing, quite like these hoes glow They can sell that trash to you, but I bet they can't sell it to Z-Ro though I rock them blue and them yellow diamonds, and that old school gold that's right that old *************t I ain't gotta be out in the sun either, my *************t *************ne at fo' in the morning If I want it then I don't give a damn what it cost, I'm just gon' get it Real ice is almost like real ice, I can keep my drink cold with it
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