Spread Da Word

Follow 0 fans

Hush

3:19

0 Views

Playlists:

#1

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, holdup, holdup
Pussy nigga, you want smoke
Same ones that got set up by some bitches and exposed
Make sure that the next time you sneak dissing let me know

I don't beat around the bushes, I just pick and roll
Yeah go ahead nigga spread the word F*ck the dumb shit that you heard
We them young niggas unconcerned, oldest child so I come in first,
One take bitch I don't rehearse Word of mouth gon get you burned

Or worse, end up in the curb Set in stone like another verse
Don't awake what's got get you cursed, Come around niggas gon' disperse
I put all them niggas in a hearse All these flows, they all wanna bite
We go up, we go out of sight You ain't never gon' reach our heights

Low-key, keep the circle tight Shout out Tronn, he gon' make it light
He get home, we gon' get him right Bad bitch, yeah, she too messy
She ain't been the same since she met me Can't get me up out her memory
Zoned out, yeah, it's me, she reveries Wanna be a part of the equation

Talkin' bout where's my location Change routes, cause I know they tracin
Pop out only on occasions This loud got me feelin' amazing
Left with doubt, now they start embracing Like where we begin, they try to knock me
Now, now they gon' wanna rebuild I'm checkin' they chin, I'm makin' them lean

Like I'm crackin' up a seal And I can't let them in
Cause I got somethin' for the ones that went and stayed real
Now the money come in, We just countin' up 20s, now countin' blue bills
This shit so surreal Speakers knockin' like cheapeos, ayy

Dickhead, niggas just want shit, but don't put no work
Yeah, that's my shit, we won't fly shit Go ahead, bitch, observe
We in here, young niggas run shit Go ahead, spread the word
We start throwin' that cash Bitches shake in they ass, they put in a verse

Hey, shake your ass, what's up, huh Shake your ass, what's up, huh
Shake your ass, what's up, huh Shake your ass, what's up, huh
Come here, lil' bitch, let's ride We in a function, we lit this side
She got me hypnotized Lovin' the way that she hit her stride

Everyday hope that I'm gon' shine Pass on the message, I'm gon' get mine
Pray to my brothers, it's safe outside We put all of that beef aside
Heard the niggas talkin shit like, Say they movin' with the blicks like,
Think the niggas just dancin, huh They ain't around with the sticks like,

Set it off, get it poppin' You don't really want a problem
My homies say I got em' Don't need more red bottoms
It can really get sticky We ain't never showin' pity
In designer, gettin' mixy But the shirt cost me 50

Number 9 with the Fendi With the 9, it's trendy
I'm the flyest in the city Ain't nobody fuckin' with me
Dickhead, niggas just want shit But don't put no work
Yeah, that's my shit, we on some fly shit Go ahead, bitch, observe

We in here, young niggas run shit Go ahead, spread the word
We start throwin' that cash, bitches shaking they ass, they put it in reverse
Hey, shake your ass, what's up Shake your ass, what's up
Shake your ass, what's up Shake your ass, what's up

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!