Props (feat. Mista C4)
Lil Meech.Ie
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Okay give me props Bitch I need like all my credit I’m the one fucking said it All these papers somehow shredded Man these bitches so pathetic Show em to the closest exit I don’t really do relations Gotta check these applications Gotta check for allegations We gone need some validation We gone need some info Found out this shit is easy Man I swear shit is simple No these hoes don't love me They just wanna f*ck on my kinfolk What the f*ck is this Hold up Okay give me props I just got away from the City cops Let’s celebrate Bitch we free We just need some henny shots Benefits she just only in it for the benefits Innocent she gone get a pass for her innocence  Limitless As the day go by this shit get timeless Silence My pockets on plus plus yo pockets on minus Minus Big bank take lil bank I haven’t decided Decided It’s so fucked how we was all misguided Mistreated You anit really win my dude lil bro you cheated You cheated Man these niggas anit woke these niggas Conceited Confused Just thought of being broke is so embarrassing It’s only right that i be a good samaritan Back den you didn't want me Now i'm hot you all on me I'm out here with a bag You out here looking sad hungry Ass foe my props I protect dat with two glocks While you burned our bridges We flamed the whole block Let me find out that you hate me Mista coming to getcha Cuz my word is my bond Just like a holly scripture My campaign is champagne Her mouth on my zipper Stamp sign delivered I'm all in her liver Bitch I'm bad like mike Moonwalking on the game I got my soul from the train Bitch not no arrow plane I'm Mista icy to you lames Godfather to the flame Split the sugar from the cane Taught my squadron how to aim Riding luxury on them thangs Red bottoms Plane Jane Passed the keys to the game And proceed to yo lane I turn pleasure into pain Make em dance Make it rain Herd of snakes in the building Even herd of them on planes Fumigate the game Pesticides you lames Illuminate my chains Counting bands in a range Call me Mista hall of fame Nigga take yo walk of shame You forgot the main reason Of the fact why four came Okay give me props I just got away from the City cops Let’s celebrate Bitch we free We just need some henny shots Benefits she just only in it for the benefits Innocent she gone get a pass for her innocence  Limitless As the day go by this shit get timeless Silence My pockets on plus plus yo pockets on minus Minus
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