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Grizzy Wynter

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My little niggas outchea going loco
They off of them bars
Putting arms right at your temple
(Blaow)
You don't wanna step in they lane
Killer born everyday
Ready to die for fortune and fame
They loco
My little niggas outchea going loco
They off of them bars
Putting arms right at your temple
(Blaow)
You don't wanna step in they lane
Killer born everyday
Ready to die for fortune and fame
They loco
Little man smoking his stress away
Everyday feels worse than yesterday
Looking for god to take all his stress away
But he gets silence cause he ain't listening
Killed his best nigga when he touched road
Hated his paper so they caught off his dough
Now revenge is a hammer is all the he holds
Tied up his killer and empty the chrome
Niggas fugazi
Niggas iz lasy
Niggas hate when you get to the top
Then when you up
(Pop pop pop)
They don't wanna see you pull up in that drop
If hoes ain't loyal
Tniggas is worse
Greedy since the moment of birth
Circle so small with himself he converse
He don't wanna see the roof of that church
Cant trust people
Cant trust people
Even if they your people
He keep that paper undercover
Those green backs will turn you against each other
This hero so he plotted a grip
One the real he never had shit
All he really want is a brick
Sell off that white so everyday can be lit
Real niggas is a dying breed
These f*ck boys took over earth
They hating when you know ya worth
When a hoe see a lick best believe she turn
Told him don't deal with the leaches
Their worlds will poison your soul
Only wanted the juice for his own
Didn't see the chopper when it was aimed at his dome
Muthafucker
My little niggas outchea going loco
They off of them bars
Putting arms right at your temple
(Blaow)
You don't wanna step in they lane
Killer born everyday
Ready to die for fortune and fame
They loco
My little niggas outchea going loco
They off of them bars
Putting arms right at your temple
(Blaow)
You don't wanna step in they lane
Killer born everyday
Ready to die for fortune and fame
They loco
The word love is a loaded word
Might was well come with an extra clip
Can hold it down
Keep it one hunddit
Bitches still moving horizontal shit
She got a dude
With his goals set
Building on some future tip
On the side fucking with a waste nigga selling dope out his mama crib
Cant be fucking with none of these hoes
Selling pussy like work off a stove
On the low acting like nobody know
Go to her man shove her tongue down his throat
That shit disgusting
That's fucking evil
The worst is you encouraged by all of your people
Can't go to church you'll burn at the cathedral
Every word out of yah mouth is deceitful
Her man found out
She crying niggas ain't shit
Othe street sucking these dicks
Shawty looking for a lick to get paid
There's a hit on her dope boy, she gonna re up today
Don't care about tomorrow
It's all about change
Twerking on the gram isn't getting her paid
She a junkie for likes , its like her cocaine
Bitch be dammed if you get in her way
Her pussy hit niggas like cupid
Little known she'd be packing the deuces
Like Ashanti he looking so foolish
Too caught up to be seeing her movements
Told him be careful who you choosing
Pillow talk could have you losing
But all my words were translucent
All he heard was a click before she pulled it
(Blaow)
Damn
My little niggas outchea going loco
They off of them bars
Putting arms right at your temple
(Blaow)
You don't wanna step in they lane
Killer born everyday
Ready to die for fortune and fame
They loco
My little niggas outchea going loco
They off of them bars
Putting arms right at your temple
(Blaow)
You don't wanna step in they lane
Killer born everyday
Ready to die for fortune and fame
They loco

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