Lyrics:
filled with kryptonite
When you grip the mic it's like c'mon kids, let's say goodnight
You don't like me but don't even know why should you hate me
You
the fuck out!
I hit the South just like a bandit 'cause I was stranded
Virginia State in '88, you know that's where I landed
I couldn't stand it, shit was
fucka aint get no play
By the look you got prolly CP on your PC
But you got VPN so FBI cant see
You might have little girls cryin' and shit
But
Super Ho and Listen To My 9
I don't eat flesh
No type of meat of any kind
But you eat meat, better known as also swine
But some eat swine, better known
Yeah
You know what?
You ain't heard nuttin this funky
Let me bust a rhyme, c'mon
Get in
You ain't heard nuttin' this funky son, we're number one
(yeah)
so right about now we gonna let you know who da fuck we are
KINGS OF CRUNK MUTHAFUCKA!!!!
(get Crude!)Push That nigga (get crude) push that ho (get
gangsters..) Holla!
And if you, bout the dollars then pop your collars
'Cause we ain't nuttin but some gangsters, nigga smokin and ridin
Who put it down for
nɔ de tɔk bɔt natin)
I ain't talkin' 'bout nuttin'
(Yu nɔ de tɔk bɔt natin)
You ain't talkin' 'bout
You ain't talkin' 'bout nuttin'
(Yu nɔ de
fed intruders
The engines on back of scooters
The real can recognize real and we need to know just who you are
You are in the presence of many presents
now they booked me for nuttin
Ima need weed and blunts now and pussy to nut in
Self defense I ain't no killer but if you push me I'm bussin
That duffle
wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning cuz
There ain't nothing can harm you
With daddy and mama standing by
Ooh
There's a boat that's
years steady climbin'
Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
That's right, that's right boy start that shit off
I heard a rumour
years steady climbin'
Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
That's right, that's right boy start that shit off
I heard a rumour
fed intruders
The engines on back of scooters
The real can recognize real and we need to know just who you are
You are in the presence of many presents
[Nas]
Don't hurt nuttin..
[Chorus]
A teenage thug (you can't tell them shit)
A teenage thug (nigga just chasin his dick)
A teenage thug (he
here
I know what sumptn is? You don't know what nuttin' is
I know what sumptn is? You don't know what nuttin' is
I know what sumptn is? You don't
How she was gonna be mine, with no doubt about it
But everytime I call I say whassup muffin?
I'm doin somethin now - aww baby, you busy doin NUTTIN
Now on the scale of one to ten, I been rated, a 12 (right!)
You know this and these cats hate it
I got nuttin' outdated, if it is it's upgraded
one - hit me
No a bitch ain't one
(Huh, you know a bitch ain't one!)
Youknahmsayin? I got problems with my motherfuckin rent Marquis
But a bitch
wit' netty
Crash straight back or swing this machete (ayy, wet 'em up)
Last glide bro turned to spaghetti
Balaclava but it came back sweaty (you know
link, but he just nut quick (why you do it?)
He thinkin' he that nigga, but not knowin' who this bitch is (what the fuck?)
Cocky motherfucker, I ain't
to my London brothers
My mandem, absolute nutters
Who had the shanks? The fastest runners
Boy Better Know I'll boy you better
Deal with man and I'll leave
It's Guwop (Honorable)
Ha
Brr
You never get a second chance to make a first impression (huh?)
We both know that you're sexy, I can't wait
nigas might see bail
It's kinda foul when you watch nigga's wifies tell
Flip-on who? I still wore wrist on blue
Y'all know my style, MIA but I miss y'all
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