"Air It Out" lyrics
DJ Drama & 38 Special Lyrics
"Air It Out"
(Crack)
Nah'm sayin'?
Shay, this shit right here feel good, man
I might back out the toy today, you know?
Go pick up one of my pretty nice ones
Slide through the hood or somethin'
Ya nah mean?
I might just give a pack away or something to one of my little niggas, man, you know?
Give 'em somethin' to do or somethin'
Right?
Yo, I don't know heaven but, I know what hell 'bout
I'm down here in hell and I'm tryna sell out
A lot of niggas is frail, I let them shells out
Twin revolvers, you know I let twelve out
I don't know heaven but, I know what hell 'bout
I'm down here in hell and I'm tryna sell out
A lot of niggas is frail, I let them shells out
Twin revolvers, you know I let twelve out
You know me, collect calls from the jail house
Couple niggas in, a couple niggas bailed out
So now I'm sending flicks off through the mail route
I just was sending bricks off through the mail route
My main with the SL route, V12 route
I'm kinda low, so I went the CL route
Trust me, I know what these females 'bout
My bitch exclusive, sleep in a Chanel blouse
That's what it is, I get money, and bail out
A couple niggas get locked and they tail out
Understand rats runnin' with they tail out
It's all good, I smell a drought then I head south
That we don't care about
Grab guns and we air it out (Air it out, air it out, air it out)
DJ Green Lantern, DJ Drama
Gangsta Grillz/Invasion
(Gangsta Grillz/Invasion)
- AZLyrics
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- 38 Spesh Lyrics
mixtape:
"38 Special In Custody - Gangsta Grillz" (2010)
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