Lyrics:
real niggas dyin'
They put a limit to our flossin', don't wanna see us shine
But close ya eyes, it ain't nothin', look the other way
This for my mother,
iller than me (no one)
No one is iller than me (no one)
It's Mr. Swifty from the 313
I make rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes lickin' they
to I'm up on the plasma niggas change like before after
Surrounded by sticks I'ma camper i really be shitting need pampers
No feelings for hoes I need
niggas acting new
I done went and copped me a buss down
Now I'm fucking bitches by the two
I'll never trade on my niggas, I don't know about you
I put
your hoes but I heard they were crazy as fuck with that bidi bom
Call you da Blicky running with the stiffy uh
Mugging at you like the nigga shot Ricky
like a kid by a Father
Nigga can’t do it like me
Nope, lil nigga can’t do it like me
Bro you too loud you don’t move like me
I’m a problem you knew
comin' Subway footlong on 'em
Really do this shit for Sanson, throwin fours for 'em
Chasin' goals, nigga not no hoes, nigga
We them niggas, not no hoe
Feel like Jeff Hardy by the way I got these niggas on the ropes
You niggas jokes
Yo bitch gone pull up drop and choke
I swear you niggas is yo daddy son
the 4
OTN4L nigga you know them my bros
Vc ah drop a nigga from the roof
Fuck a pull up we shootin from the booth
D3 ah hang a nigga by a rope
Lilo ah
niggas can't hang)
Too much time goin by I got nothin' to lose
So I'm riskin' it all on a big bag
I don't care bout respect I got nothing to prove
If it
I got the juice
Yea nigga I got the juice
Man I got the juggs and I got the moves
Niggas ain't fuckin wit dude
Man I got the juice
I got the juice
came to the conclusion that these niggas hoes
I’m done showing love that shit getting old
And before they feel you out they gon try to fill your role
my nigga I'm nice
Came in with two bitches right by side (yuh)
Came in with two bitches right by my side
All y'all niggas pussy talking shit
Oh a nigga wanna shoot at my set and miss me and then think it's all
Fuckin good, huh nigga what huh, which one of ya'll niggas huh, what
[Master P]
niggas that cap
But they ain't really even much having
He ain't got no hoes
He trying to brag on his first baddie
First day of the year
I had my momma
a nigga with a dollar
But we still on the highway trying to get the dope back by friday
Can careless 'bout what the fucking feds say
[Lay Lo 1]
Camp
put you life in these hoes' hands
Cause nigga can't trust a hoe
[master p]
Can't trust a hoe or a nigga or a bitch silkk
The game is crazy but that's
Hop in the Maybach cruisin'
I get the cake, they lose it
I get the cake, hoes choosin'
These niggas fake, we do it
Hoppin' up in the Wraith,
now she dancing like shiggy
Tell all these haters to come and get with me
These niggas mad cause I'm fucking they hoes
Same niggas show up to all of my
gold
My niggas would ever fold
Yo niggas look like some hoes
Took a xan cause a nigga can't sleep
Fuck xans I miss lil peep
Yall niggas bums sit in
I used to break bread with you niggas
I used to fucked hoes with you niggas
I used to motivate all you niggas
Never do that shit again with you
You know
You you can feel it
Feel the hate coming off you nigga
Never understand why they hate us
Cuz of fame huh
Never understand why they change Up
again , niggas caught a wave until Dey drowned and Dey can’t float again , hang em by da rope again , I’m killing these niggas like a bitch that’s into
nigga
Thank lil Debbie how we boxing niggaz
Sweet and cheap get you coffined nigga
My straps like hoes I got options nigga
Head shot now you topless nigga
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