B.I.G
Blew Hunnaz
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They say they been running shit I had enough of it bruh they don't do it like me no Lil buddy I'm raw Skrate drop no cut in it you can call me OD though Yea look at my bih I got the check ya money short like DeVito Yea look at my neck look at my wrist that's a big rock like Dino The is work clean never dirty My Cali plug flew a birdy You all in my lane tryn swerve me I shoot ya dumb ass wit this thirty aye And slide wit ya bih she so purty I'm throwing them stacks and she earning Told that bih drive like she got some sense Cause a young nigga riden dirty She slurp on that dick like a Slurpee Drop it down on the dick like a burpee F*ck her long time on a perky No thanksgiving but she got the turkey I'm in my bag and She want a Birkin I hit the gas the Maybach is swerving I'm in the back and look out the curtains Pole wit a ladder they makin me nervous aye Yea, Yeah (Woof) I hustle hard cause I need a lot Pick out the drop and pull of the lot They plotting and scheming know I keep a Glock on me In the trap I box I got knots on me Stacking a lot bloody get rid of it soon as it drop You hanging wit ops I load 30 shots and mob down your block Clean up like a mop umm yea Hit a big lick, Big bag, Big cash (Cash, cash, cash) Gotta big gun wit a big mag for a bih ass Bix Bix Deuce Big Kove blood what's bracckin (Wh662p) From summer to winter I eat you for dinner you niggas is dun up um yea I was down on my ass Dreaming that I gotta milly But when I wake up I'm broke as I was All of my friends they done left by a side The woman ain't showing me love I was a young and dumb lil dirty nigga In the mix of drugs plenty murders nigga 100 Miles an hour I was swervein in that car stolen See yo ass tomorrow (Skerrt) But now a nigga up up jet flights soft land to a Benz truck Cooperate meeting pick ya pens up Dat back in what I'm here Fa And I need that 10 fold call a play throw a pass I'm In the inzone Dat polo capin get ya head gone I don't stay around boy I been gone I shoot it out I don't tussle aye I back in cause I don't trust em Just to pull out fast I pull out fast dat 223 gone bust em aye No love for these bitches don't cuff em No love for theses niggas I duff em It ain't for discussion but if it's bout money then we can discuss it I ain't wit the f*ck shit um yea Yea, Yeah (Woof) I hustle hard cause I need a lot Pick out the drop and pull off the lot They plotting and scheming know I keep a Glock on me In the trap I box I got knots on me Stacking a lot bloody get rid of it soon as it drop You hanging wit ops I load 30 shots and mob down your block Clean up like a mop umm yea Hit a big lick, Big bag, Big cash (Cash, cash, cash) Gotta big gun wit a big mag for a bih ass Bix Bix Deuce Big Kove blood what's bracckin (Wh662p) From summer to winter I eat you for dinner you niggas is dun up um yea
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