Coolin' with my youngins

Coolin' with my youngins

Still...

Coolin' with my youngins

I'm still coolin' with my

Still coolin' with my

Almighty, coolin' with my

Coolin' with my

Coolin' with my



I'm still coolin' with my youngins

It's still 300 on them motherf**kers

Still got 300 guns

I'm still coolin' with my youngins

They still beat like some drums

Still tote 30 poppers

Shooting every block up



I'm boolin' with my youngins

Bitch, coolin' with my youngins

Smoking tutu with my youngins

I still pull up in that Audi

You still pull up in that Honda

I'm still smoking marijuana

What the judge told me? Nothing

Got a 100 thou in my pocket

50 in one and 50 in the other

They say that he gon' rob me

But Almighty know he wasn't

'Cuz you know (?)

We gon' cause a massacre

Got Glocks, FNs, and choppers

We gon' come through, damage ya



I'm still coolin' with my youngins

It's still 300 on them motherf**kers

Still got 300 guns

I'm still coolin' with my youngins

They still beat like some drums

Still tote 30 poppers

Shooting every block up



All I hang with is killers

We don't snitch

We just come through killing niggas

We don't bitch

Smoking on this '93 fuel, bitch

Me and my youngins f**k you and your crew, bitch

Pistols aimed at you, bitch



I'm still coolin' with my youngins

It's still 300 on them motherf**kers

Still got 300 guns

I'm still coolin' with my youngins

They still beat like some drums

Still tote 30 poppers

Shooting every block up