Crack ah Joke, Pt. 2 (feat. Verde Babii)

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KB Cello

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If a nigga crack ah joke, I'ma crack ah nigga face
Free the real thuggas and killas up out that cage
Used to be on food stamps, but now I'm ballin' everyday
Niggas mad that I'm eatin' when there ain't shit up on your plate
I wake up and it's a blessing, my Glock preachin' like the reverend
Thought he was a shooter, but his ass ain't really steppin
Could've died, but I didn't, so I wake up and count my blessings, nigga
Ayy, so I wake up and count my blessings

Yo cliques full of snitches, faggots and bitches
Nigga, this ain't Twitter, better keep me out your mentions
Don't say you wanna funk cause we get straight up to that business
Brodie think that he a thug, but his ass is out here snitchin
How that work though
Caught a sucka slippin' at the light and now he touch n go
Touchin' so much bread, you'd think a nigga workin' bimbo
Mama knew I'd be a problem, she was right, I been baggin hoes
She said she wanna have my baby, bitch you silly hoe
Niggas laughin' bout my brother, but they brother dead too
Throw that sucker shit up, we could send you with your mans too
Everybody screamin' gang, till a nigga hit the room
Scores been up, we been sweepin' like a broom
Said he wanna be the man, but we made his ass a man
Put him on the news and now he got a bunch of fans
Still tipped that nigga bucket, but it ain't go it was planned nigga
Ayy
Said it didn't go, how it was planned

If a nigga crack ah joke, I'ma crack ah nigga face
Free the real thuggas, the killas up out that cage
Used to be on food stamps, but now I'm ballin' everyday
Niggas mad that I'm eatin', when there ain't shit up on your plate, bitch
I wake up and it's a blessing, my Glock preachin' like the reverend
Thought he was a shooter, but his ass ain't really steppin
Could've died, but I didn't, so wake up and count my blessings, nigga
Ayy, so I wake up and count my blessings

Ayy, let a nigga crack ah joke, we gon' crack his face
Crazy how a nigga made it rappin, I was fighting cases
Lil bro was a stepper, but tripped up, he ain't tie his laces
Damn, now he facing a L
Sucka niggas don't never use they gun, they leave em on the shelf
I'll do the skit by myself, don't need no one else
Would've took the boys onna chase, but wasn't behind the wheel
Police pulled us over, had about a hundred fifty shills
Ayy, one hundred fifty shells, police pulled is over
Had about a hundred fifty shills
Nigga
Ayy, every time we, spin one of they blocks, them niggas crying for help
Nigga ayy
Big 2-4 shit, nigga, you know the Verde Matter

If a nigga crack ah joke, I'ma crack ah nigga face
Free the real thuggas and killas up out that cage
Used to be on food stamps, but now I'm ballin' everyday
You niggas mad that I'm eatin' when ain't shit up on your plate, bitch
I wake up and it's a blessing, my Glock preachin' like the reverend
Thought he was a shooter, but his ass ain't really steppin
Could've died, but I didn't, so wake up and count my blessings, nigga
Ayy, so I wake up and count my blessings
Ayy, crack a joke and I'ma crack his face
Crack ah joke and I'ma crack his face
Let a nigga talk shit and I'ma make his day
Crack ah joke and I'ma crack his face, bitch

Cello
17 Northeast
80220 to code
209 to da 303
BITCH

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