Lyrics:
this nigga run for 'bout a half a block
My fourth and inches when I
Touch down? He ain't gonna
Make it to see when the next Madden drop
Ya bitch said my
on the block, I Houston nigga woo
My BGs got the chopper, whatcha nigga woo
They say he better rhyme it, that's why I'm from the hood
I'm gettin' money, in
it's gonna be a showdown
Knock down, drag out
Gunslingin' shoot 'em up
I betcha think this song is about you (yeah)
I betcha think this song is
it's gonna be a showdown
Knock down, drag out
Gunslingin' shoot 'em up
I betcha think this song is about you (yeah)
I betcha think this song is
music make me feel
Like a boss so smooth
Move like a ghost boo
Like whatcha whatcha whatcha gonna do
I tiktok to my new pop
Got the dance moves
what will we do?
I don't know what about trying something new?
Hey, wait, is this even safe?
And if so, don't you scared of what people will say?
Boy be
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
yourself, now walkin' by yourself
Now you see what we're talking about
Swing it in, swing back out
Kids rock out the house there's no doubt
We gonna
shit muthafucka, look at this mufucka right here
I ain't gonna talk 'bout them there
Ain't me so it don't seem fair
So I talk about me all day
'Cause
Whatcha gonna do when your wife finds another
Takes the kids and the car and half of the house
Whatcha gonna do, move in with your mother
And spend
to wash your butt
What's this clown s*** about?
A knife to your neck
And your throat's hanging out
With a do-me-ray
Now it's about time I say
Kid
sittin sideways
My way, have to do it Friday
I'm comin, I'm comin ain't gone lie, say I'm comin
Grill with tha woman
On tha block first and the leads
sittin sideways
My way, have to do it Friday
I'm comin, I'm comin ain't gone lie, say I'm comin
Grill with tha woman
On tha block first and the leads
percent attendance
Are the Same ones at the poles
Teachers cryin on the screens cause they just don't wanna kill their kids or themselves
Sorry to put it
gonna take it slow
I said don't you worry there's no place I gotta go
(You're bad, bad, so bad)
(I'm beggin')
Whoah bad girl, whatcha tryin' to do
gonna show you that I got the spirt
It's a brand new day
And I'm feelin good!
(Whatcha whatcha gonna do, Whatcha whatcha gonna do)
I'm gonna laugh
When you come to down me playa please don't miss
'cause that don't do nothin' but get my trigga finga pissed
If I live I live, if I die it's cool
'cause
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do
Like a bad ass kid, I'm bouta fuck some shit up
All the boys wanna hit like I'm
bitch or kick rocks
You wanna cancel who
The hell you gonna do
You're more annoying then new rap is wit auto tune
I'm up to bat, I'ma swing, shatter, fuck
knowledge
for niggaz that's full of flodgin
Its guaranteed to get fucked up
by them real mobsters killa killa killa
Whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
that, uh
Kid in the business winnin', and they mad
I'm on a new level, call me A$AP
Snakes always gonna reach for the dap
They want you to put their name
you know why we sinnin'
And Krayzie intended on endin' it when it ends
Wanna come again, again and again
Now tell me whatcha gonna do?
Can
For those about to lose their minds, we gotta remember (yeah)
That in the worst of times, we can make the best of times
Turn it up
New Kids
Got a trap house I be boomin' in, fiends in and out
Cut the J anyway it come nigga, section 8
See we straight, how much money I make
This block [?]
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