This is how we hit you like Blam
Suit up we're going in
Time's up report to CNN
The invincible crowd...
We can't stop
So we're doing it again like Blam
Suit up we're going in
Time's up report to CNN
The invincible crowd...
We can't stop
So we're doing it again like Blam
Hey yo!
Monte Carlo... Porsche to Panama
Always in my solo
Seen unofficial
Didn't miss you
Blow tissue
You should now I'm general
... It ain't a hood secret
The streets talk so keep it
Shorty tried to freak it
She had my chain... with it
And then I told her: chick slow down
But she'll be on some brandy shit
She just won't go down
I guess you know now
I let the hummer go pow pow pow
I get money and laugh with my family at it
Gangsta don't die to get you in Miami
[Chorus]
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This is how we hit you like Blam
Suit up we're going in
Time's up report to CNN
The invincible crowd...
We can't stop
So we're doing it again like Blam
Suit up we're going in
Time's up report to CNN
The invincible crowd...
We can't stop
So we're doing it again like Blam
Hey yo!
Monte Carlo... Porsche to Panama
Always in my solo
Seen unofficial
Didn't miss you
Blow tissue
You should now I'm general
... It ain't a hood secret
The streets talk so keep it
Shorty tried to freak it
She had my chain... with it
And then I told her: chick slow down
But she'll be on some brandy shit
She just won't go down
I guess you know now
I let the hummer go pow pow pow
I get money and laugh with my family at it
Gangsta don't die to get you in Miami
[Chorus]
Suit up we're going in
Time's up report to CNN
The invincible crowd...
We can't stop
So we're doing it again like Blam
Suit up we're going in
Time's up report to CNN
The invincible crowd...
We can't stop
So we're doing it again like Blam
Hey yo!
Monte Carlo... Porsche to Panama
Always in my solo
Seen unofficial
Didn't miss you
Blow tissue
You should now I'm general
... It ain't a hood secret
The streets talk so keep it
Shorty tried to freak it
She had my chain... with it
And then I told her: chick slow down
But she'll be on some brandy shit
She just won't go down
I guess you know now
I let the hummer go pow pow pow
I get money and laugh with my family at it
Gangsta don't die to get you in Miami
[Chorus]