Surrounded (feat. Bla$ta)
Manii Betcha
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Ayyye I'm surrounded by junkies drug dealers real killers real niggas Pimps and bitches that go get it The crazy thang about it that they all my family members Birds of the same feathers get the guap and flock together ayye And just for me lil nigga they'll do ya I got game baby I'll make a fool of ya If it's you or the money I ain't choosing ya Throw up my 2's imma throw my duces up Cuz I just wanna f*ck bitch ain't no saving ya After I nut you gotta cut ain't no laying up Ain't no name for this game how I'm playing her Niggas claim that they real I see the fake in ya Manii gotta keep it treal high as Hollywood hills Betcha gang don't need a bean to pop a nigga like a pill Thuggin better keep a steal in the field it get real Cuz my mama and daddy still in and out of jail cells I be smoking on kill niggas really getting killed I den seen a lot of shit but a nigga lips sealed Mann these niggas really sick man these bitches really ill Cuz these bitches really catfishes like they got gills Bitch but you know I'm a dog Been playing bitches used to play football I'm still a jerk to these hoes I'll jerk on they jaw And I charge for this dick and I charge for balls Hate make a nigga great always real over the fake Ion wanna shake yo hand plus you be smoking shake Back wood filled with dank bitch I'm outer space Ion wanna match shit nigga this to the face I'm smoking dope after I gave yo bitch the rope a dope murder she wrote This bitch to way to noisy for me she play with her nose I barely trust my mama so why would I trust these hoes I'm sumn like my father I get doe up out these hoes I'm all about my mula dinero Foreign money that's yens and euros Bitch I'm all about my doe ayye I betcha I get the bag Betcha a nigga play with me I rip the mag I ain't taking shit back I ripped the tag Ion chase cat but I'll hit road in a jag Twin turbos it encourage me to hit the dash I'll repay nigga with this stick he give me a pass Broke bitch said she want the dick it gave me laugh Now they wanna take a pic but used to talk bad Better when she got a seat I lift the ass I was raised by the circle I always look mad Need more horses just to catch up the hook ass Teach you sumn have 32 up in my book bag Parole tried to f*ck me over had to learn the book fast When you really live by it it make em look fast Boy you shouldn't play with a wolf you'll get shook fast He don't need no airbags let the dummy crash Gotta nose for a Ray Charles to the money bag I can never get balls deep before I hear her gag Lotta drillas in the bay but it's more broken glass I got my hood on my back I need shoulder pads Free Gleek and ST he had 40 a in his shoulder strap Who tf got this bitch jumping I'm running thru the sack He tried to play big guy I brought a dub back The tommy hold a pickle let me find out you a rugrat I had a name in this shit way before rap
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