Zone 1 Westside lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Hook]
A hundred thousand cash stuffed in my Gucci bag
Walk inside the trap I got gas, I got swag
[?] never heard of that
[?] and lil drako shooter gone murder that
Drako Obama you know it got kickback
I got your b*tch, come get your b*tch back
Slide through the city, you know that I'm getting it
I got the stick on me, know I'm a real street n*gga
Ride through the city I wet it up, dipping
f*ck on your b*tch yea that lil b*tch be missing
Zone 1 my n*gga I ran up a ticket
Gucci and Louis, Burberry my fist
I got some n*ggas that's whipping up fish in the kitchen
f*ck with drako and your body be missing

[Verse 1]
Young Drako n*gga, I am real street n*gga
Came up from rapping and trapping, drug dealing
I ran up a million my n*gga
I bust down the Rollie and VVS all in my ice my n*gga
I live that life I pay that price my n*gga
I trap cocaine and shoot dice lil n*gga
I bust down the Rollie with ice lil n*gga
I tatted my face cuz I made that 30 mill n*gga
Stand in the trap and I post in the trenches
With real trap n*ggas, professional drug dealers
Pablo Escobar they treat me like a villain
At the end of the day they still was my n*ggas
Tony Montana chilling on a villa
Thriller my jacket and Michael Jackson zipper
Hop out the cut with my shooter get to hitting
Young Drako n*gga you know I'm in trenches
Ran up a quarter million, cop a Bentley
Slide through the city, they know that I'm really getting it
Stacks on deck money gang, that's my gang lil n*gga
Pull on your block with the choppa start hitting
Hit the show and trapped out the bale for real
I don't play that sh*t n*gga we trap with that steel
12 gauge blow his back through his ear
I'm smoking dope in the back of the fair
[Hook]
A hundred thousand cash stuffed in my Gucci bag
Walk inside the trap I got gas, I got swag
[?] never heard of that
[?] and lil drako shooter gone murder that
Drako Obama you know it got kickback
I got your b*tch, come get your b*tch back
Slide through the city, you know that I'm getting it
I got the stick on me, know I'm a real street n*gga
Ride through the city I wet it up, dipping
f*ck on your b*tch yea that lil b*tch be missing
Zone 1 my n*gga I ran up a ticket
Gucci and Louis, Burberry my fist
I got some n*ggas that's whipping up fish in the kitchen
f*ck with drako and your body be missing
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