Lyrics:
ducked
E&J fell out my cup
Them bullets fly by, that shit sober you up
I'm proud of my niggas, they never switched up
Don't care if it's Michael B.
entertained?
I said be , I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonight
My mouth said no, my dick's sayin' fuckin' right
Man fuck all that shit, I
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
that's the only reason why I hustle
Step on toes, strongarm and show a lil' muscle
Ain't no real dough, that's why a nigga feel so frustrated
I hate it,
Maybach's
Don't even talk to me
This is that ignorant shit you like
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick, plus ice, c'mon
I got that ignorant shit you
to the streets, oh Lord
Remember they said I was done done
Fuck that they ain't know I'm the one one
We get your chain and its one one
I tell my nigga I want
get ate like Samuel
By a sister who twist a few L's rip it dually
The song say It Ain't My Fault like Mystikal
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
niggas ain't none of my worries, damn that shit
There's so much more I gotta endure
I just had my baby, gotta go on tour (fuck that shit)
Got the game
back to this muthafuckin' Mystikal bitch
You wanna jump on a nigga like a morphodyke come jump on the dick
That's enough of this hoe shit on the real
If
Maybach's
Don't even talk to me
This is that ignorant shit you like
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick, plus ice, c'mon
I got that ignorant shit you
Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's
jealous niggas is worse than bitches
(O) the ones that get knocked is bound to turn snitches
(S) still talkin' shit, still ain't shit
(E) you envious
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts (yeah)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on (yeah)
Gang shit, that's all I'm on
Nigga, gang shit
let you slide like it's cool (that ain't something, that ain't)
Nigga, hell nah, fake the truth (yeah, yeah)
Play by rules (yeah, yeah)
Play with you
Show me love
[Chorus: ]
We be clubbin'
Everybody likes when the girl
Shakes something
Nigga don't pull nothing (That's right)
We ain't
(yeah), my girl, my life, you know?
C'mon, bang this shit, nigga, pump my shit (yeah)
You gotta bang that wimp and go and dump that bitch (yeah)
You
My Momma ain't raised no ho
My niggas they wrap that dough
These niggas ain't got no ho
They runnin' and kickin' in doors
My Momma ain't raised no ho
nigga, give me my glory
Nigga play with me, he ain't gon' live to tell the story
You know this the type of shit we glorify, everybody gang, gang
Most
know that they ain't finna spray shit
Rob a nigga, been too many nights that I ain't ate shit
Certified stepper, I'm the leader of this ape shit
should go
Yeah Cube, man that shit was dope, nigga!
You all that and a bowl of grits, nigga, that shit was on props, nigga!
Yeah, that's how you
A weed head, a coke sniffer
You rich or a broke nigga
Know you all relate to this shit that I wrote niggas
Lots of my mans trapped up in a max
nigga
Play me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't scared of that nigga
I ain't scared of that bitch
We'll crush everybody in
They motherfucking clique
I
Now I'm lookin' for they family and pile up the war bat
If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that
Nigga disrespect me I'mma be in all black
Now I'm lookin' for they family and pile up the war bat
If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that
Nigga disrespect me I'mma be in all black
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