Tweak Sh!! (feat. Lil Tek)
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Snotty Rock that shit out Harri Nigga I can't love no thot Know we lay down in his bushes, sit & plot Hood just like a dealership, you know I left a lot Dumbass nigga got killed for claiming something that he not I was trying to catch them plays I ain't give a f*ck I was sneaking out With that stick, yea twin be tripping Yea he tweaking out Nigga keep doing all that internet shit, what the f*ck he tweeting 'bout? We gon' spin that block every goddamn day We don't care if it get hot Think my pockets need some ice, know they carrying big knots Know we get them bags in the trap, then we get it out Yea lil JR get to tweaking with that stick, he'll spray yo' spot LuhB trying to be in the trap every goddamn day, he trying to stir that pot 1055 yea we down to ride Pop up at yo' job We gon' wait for you to come outside Nigga play with us We spray his spot up We don't care who inside Im in the studio with Lil Tek He gon come through, spray that 9 & I'm smoking on lil C A M in the booth, it got me fried (Haha) Man them niggas tried to spin our block They missed, you can say they tried you can say they tried I can't even count how many that died We gon' take em for that ride Hopping in a car, we finna slide Smoking on 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 opps it got me fried Nigga keep screaming out that snott shit boy you not my kind Boy you not my kind, heard you was dropping dimes Soon as I catch up with you I swear to god I'm swinging that iron Yo' fam gon' put you on a picture for all that shit you was saying online His ass can't walk no more, 10 of these bullets had hit his spine I hear the drac' hit a stutter Chopping shit up this a cutter Niggas ain't been through that struggle But I really did bitch I came from the gutter I really started from 0 I ran my shit up & I made my shit double I fucked around & got on my shit I can f*ck on yo' bitch, I put ice on my wrist I sip on that activist, don't sip on no wock Don't sip on no trist I fucked around & passed the bitch to one of my bros, yea that's an assist But it's up to him if he catch it He texting my phone I ain't reading the message Pull up on they block & we stretch it Hundred something shots, we ain't shooting nothing less We don't even shoot at yo' chest, ain't even no point in you wearing that vest We take headshots, leave his block a mess Niggas ain't got shit to they name, I can't beef with a pest He say he be clapping shit, put 'em to the test My opp was tired of getting spinned but now he can get his rest (My opp was tired of getting spinned but now he can get his rest) (My opp was tired of getting spinned but now he can get his rest) 1055 yea we down to ride Pop up at yo' job We gon' wait for you to come outside Nigga play with us We spray his spot up We don't care who inside I'm in the studio with Lil Tek He gon come through, spray that 9 & I'm smoking on lil C A M in the booth, it got me fried Man them niggas tried to spin our block They missed, you can say they tried you can say they tried
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