Sulaiman - Gold Wrappers lyrics

Be prepared, my n***a Never know when she wanna take it there my n***a You gotta have ya game straight and ya head on tight Or you'll be stuck up in the bed givin head all night A little Maxwell and that Mag XL'll tap that tail You feelin me If I could rap that braille I'd make sure you was ready with a plastic veil To keep ya member in the center though it feel like jail Don't listen to them n***as talkin in yo squad That got 3 or 4 kids I know it gets hard But you don't wanna get sick cause you went raw dog And beat it up and get ya body that domestic charge What you do now could save yo life Plus if she let you get lost in the sauce she just ain't right Be strong keep form stay away from them hoes Its f**ed up but the burners got the freshest clothes The s**y shoes and oh they be ret-ta-go I'm trynna tell you young scrapper what you bets-ta-know Use ya mind and ya eyes kid Dirty as a dime is You should know to wash-it before you spend Gold wrapper in the po-cket Call it Johnny Cochran He'll have ya back soon as you get in!