.[Verse 1: Price]
One time, look
I'm the type of nigga who put on for his bros
Went from sleepin' on the floor, then gettin' four grand a show
The type of nigga with no daddy, who was raised around Crips
If the homie's gon' do time, we puttin' bread on his box
The type o.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔