How Many - C-Bo

My whole crew balling

Pushing roses down to the impalas

On a mission for dollars bumping hoes

You know my motto

All about the cash 6 million dollar pad

ThatЂ™s money over hoes with big tits and ass

I like to lounge on my yacht

And count money by the blocks

Million dollars in crates

Invested birdes donЂ™t flock

So fuck some m*et dp and cristal

Pass some xo and hennessey and long ale

We push some rolls royces

Drop polices and porches you think I booshit

Big body benzЂ™s and expiditions

Pit boo sitting

Out front of the mini mansion

ItЂ™s some westcoast hills looking over the whole planet

Coube doors marble floors

Inside our door pools on a move

Get more money than all you fools

Than independent then split it Got in the cast and I jet

Straight out west nigga itЂ™s stacking in my nest

How many muthafuckas really down to ride with me How many muthafuckas down to take a life for me How many of you muthafuckas niggas down to die with me Slide with me and pull a homicide with me Growing up really never had much

Except my folks try to fucking get touch

We pulled licks and such to live plush

Rush out with it yea we get it rob niggas mob niggas

Slide triggers to the right and left

Ride biggas in the west to def

Represent the westcoast nigga best to bring along a vest coat

The most dangerous like venim

We run up in them and see them themЂ™em and send them off

To pay the cuz they what

While we stashing the turkys like sasquash

Call the neighborhood watch

The feds couldnЂ™t knock us down or not

Pouring shots like scotch on the rocks

Busting armies like ahead looking cotch

40 cals gone blaow with smile

How the fuck you like us now

Wonder how we major

Been this way since teenagers

Sky pagers and punchy you know the rollers

Sack of crackola in boulders sitting in the trunk of the nova

How many muthafuckas really down to ride with me How many muthafuckas down to take a life for me How many of you muthafuckas niggas down to die with me Slide with me and pull a homicide with me I counted the counter like one two three

Fo shots to hit me could believe lil reeky got touched

Now whatЂ™s the fuss

The whole city went bust ready to rip shit up

IЂ™m in the cut zipping shackles while hillas getting nasty

IЂ™m the suspect what the fuck is that

Loading the techs that I stepped on See the muthafuckas the crept on The dogs fly higher than the birds man smoking marycaine

Cuz itЂ™s cool to calm my nerves man

We got the word on the ride now bitches be No oneЂ™s liable for the actions that about to take place

All I know is when they comes for me IЂ™m aiming for the face

Chase me down

Trying to speak you fucked with the wrong G Crept to the b side on you quick to ride on ya Hit them on the bad side with sliffs side on ya Gurrileas gurrileas but pleas words to the miss

We got some shit going on one man down