Drugstore Lyrics

Drugstore lyrics

yeah the dayton family back up in this bitch backstabber shoestring and that


nigga bootmothafuckinzilla - bootleg gotta nigga rippin the flow flippin it


slow got my foot back in the door here i go im motivated like im snortin the


blow refuse to poor gheto life is all that i know big bag duffle bags toe tags


nigga thats tryin to stop player profit bootzilla popem 36oz copin dope chopin


labratory never stopin keep the crackheads hopin henen out the yae house when


im in it on my block an 8th of rock sold every minite chicken heads im hitten


fine birds through the mitten any ho that chose get her nose frost bitten leg


is never quiten hardest nigga that spitten records arebein sold from dayton ave


to britain rappin is like cokin cocain in the kitchen niggas can come up missin


if they snitchin first nigga thats killinem bullets bustin and drillinem every


flow i flow is packed with dayton adrinalin rollin on my camilion paint i aint


fuckin with bitches unless my man and them is fellinem so dig that much of it


bootzilla the real nigga bustin out in public intodusin you bitch niggas to the


44 me and shoezilla is the clerks at the drugstore -CHOURS x2 - lets go to the


drug store and pull out a shotgun "shotgun" take all of the money
then break 

out and run "lets run" - break out steak out mathafucka make out you
gon change 

your mind about me when i pull the gauge out flama banga niggas yall in danger


another local hero nigga murdered by a stranger beatin bleedin real niggas G'in


what the fuck we bustin yall niggas aint seein face it taste it you can be 

eraseted found up in the ditch or in the corner in  the basment holded loaded


explosively exploded speakin up on the dayton family bitch you gettin folded


grimmey slimmey my killahs right behind me bitches with the mill killa kill


when you find me rosin choosin put niggas in they flosin hitem with a pop and


leave his deadly ass frozen ballin fallin and aint nobody callin quit speekin


up on name cause you record deal was fallin thank you gank you nigga ima shank


wookin your ass like i was wook rockman when i stank shisty fiesty foever livin


icey so quick to get away from a mothafuckin vicey drugin thuggin cops'll catch


the slugs in aint gon lock me and bitch you better sell you husband we got the


dope so what the fuck you searchin for he on the floor bleedin as his blood


pour drugstore -CHOURS x2- where you cope from dayton family