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Niggas want me dead, for a bag and a
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
LIKE ITS NUN
SNATCH NIGGA SOUL FA DAT MONEY THEY RUN YA DOWN SPIN ON THEY BLOCK WITH DAT CUTTA ROUNDS AFTER ROUNDS DIRTY DRUGS WHAT YA NEED SURVE BY DA
onyx
I'm in my pot, like Ramen, uh
Niggas be fake, robotic
Hoes be fake, like comics
Rock the beat, harmonics
I'm speaking in code, Ebonics
I'm back in
I run circles around em
Niggas getting dizzy while they tryna keep up with me
I do things by the book
But who you think the publisher?
Don't play
I'm feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And i know you hoes want to roll with me
I shoot by the bar place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn
feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And I know you hoes wanna roll with me
I shoot by the bar - place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn water
I head
the fight starts
Could get one of these hoes that's gotta stand, by the right bar
Get the wife and she could [Incomprehensible] light stars
She ain't stupid,
wrist icy
If you want it nigga then you gotta get by me
Always wanted a Patek now I can get like three
If you think it's too late, then it just might
Na
Pussy hot like a sauna, have yo dick doin' flips in my teddy by Gabanna
Can yo baby's momma keep it wet like this, sex like this
Nigga this is
[Chorus]
All this drinking going catch up
And all this smoking going catch up
But some niggas just really don't give a fuck
But some niggas just
to the plate
By the way
I'm a trillion dollar nigga
With a trillion dollar face
She wan take a chance
And I gotta tell her wait
I'm a saucy motherfucker
And it's
(Jose the Plug)
I had niggas look down on
Me like I wasn't nothin'
My heart cold, it need an oven
Get talked about by my own cousins
Betrayed
shit on my torso, it's right by my side Createin' drama, nigga would never expose Like a pimp, suppin' all you niggas with hoes Trans the phone, pussy
gon' murder something
Niggas been talking bout murkin' the Gangster, you hoes ain't murkin' nothing
To the street shit a nigga never been no stranger,
shit kick it to the curb
Save it for the birds
Who got the muthafuckin herb?
And where the hoes at nigga? Shit, I'm tryin to get served
I got dick
stressing, city never sunny
When the kid come through with more niggas than Apollo
But ain't shit funny, can't nobody stop me
All my hoes are trained, I
smokin' lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had
a couple bucks (what?)
Hatin'-ass hoes mad 'cause a bitch cuffed (ah)
I got a rap nigga with money like the Bucks (what?)
Who want static with it? Who
Mr copper Mr copper can we speak?
How many niggas do you beat down in a week?
And do you get a kick when you beat
A nigga down with that muthafuckin'
the neighborhood niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, poor thieves, gangsters, and thugs
Two hood rats were scrappin' over who knows what
The loudmouth one
the neighborhood niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, poor thieves, gangsters, and thugs
Two hood rats were scrappin' over who knows what
The loudmouth one
the earths plate
Stomp so hard, I don’t know how much that the earth’ll take
(that the earth’ll take)
Land slide
Hurt a Arrogant nigga pride
I cannot empathize
It's a long long road when you love these hoes
It's a long long road when you love these hoes
I been down that road
Can't go back no more
I been down
Bitch Im Outside
Take one of mine ima make sure that we all Cry
We go by the gunline
Knowing we gone all slide
With the same niggas Screaming Fuck
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