Man we run the city, tell them niggas get at me
I need fifty for a show, go tell y'all niggas get at it
And I can't f*ck with you niggas, all you niggas just be actin
And when it come down to it, all you niggas just be rattin
And I can't f*ck with you niggas, all you niggas just be bitches
I'ma run up them M's, if you want it then come get it
All these niggas in my city really know that we get wicked
So try to play with me nigga, and I'll get your f*cking wig split
I'm a blood boy, a really cut boy
They gon' search for your body, it's a dub boy
I got codeine up in my motherf*cking cup boy
Until I die, niggas know that I won't run boy
That pussy nigga ran a four flat, hit his ass like Kojak
We really gon do him bad, pussy nigga got foe tagged
He a bitch, A smoke pack, and I'm the one who rolled that
Try to play me like a bitch, I swear to God, I get yo dome smashed
They got 50 on my head, I post to been dead
Aye tell the opps, let's get it going, nigga I ain't scared
I gotta switch on this Glock, nigga that's a fed
And tell that nigga run up, Man we gon' take his dreads yeah
Tryna play me like a ho, man, you can get it too
I gotta switch up on this Glock, what you tryna do
My brother caught a sentence, but he don't f*ck with school
I'm smoking dead opps, Mthat's my go-to
Yeah, niggas say they want some smoke, they got me high
I can't care about no bitch, I never cared about no thot
I know some niggas that been really tryna slang around that Glock
Call lil' bro you know he slidin with that Glock
Niggas say they want sum smoke I'm smoking on you and your man's
ARP'S, they bluffing deep these lil' bitch this choppa make you dance
Bitch, keep hitting me up, talking about love, I meant the shit I said
Seen some niggas switch, they all some bitches, left a nigga fordead
Traumatized because of shit, I swear to God, f*cked up my head
Catch a opp inside the street, might hit his top f*ck up his dreads
Yo brother died from talkin shit,Bet you won't say that shit again
Man, f*ck them niggas tryna slide on block and kill him and his friends
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Man we run the city, tell them niggas get at me
I need fifty for a show, go tell y'all niggas get at it
And I can't f*ck with you niggas, all you niggas just be actin
And when it come down to it, all you niggas just be rattin
And I can't f*ck with you niggas, all you niggas just be bitches
I'ma run up them M's, if you want it then come get it
All these niggas in my city really know that we get wicked
So try to play with me nigga, and I'll get your f*cking wig split
I'm a blood boy, a really cut boy
They gon' search for your body, it's a dub boy
I got codeine up in my motherf*cking cup boy
Until I die, niggas know that I won't run boy
That pussy nigga ran a four flat, hit his ass like Kojak
We really gon do him bad, pussy nigga got foe tagged
He a bitch, A smoke pack, and I'm the one who rolled that
Try to play me like a bitch, I swear to God, I get yo dome smashed
They got 50 on my head, I post to been dead
Aye tell the opps, let's get it going, nigga I ain't scared
I gotta switch on this Glock, nigga that's a fed
And tell that nigga run up, Man we gon' take his dreads yeah
Tryna play me like a ho, man, you can get it too
I gotta switch up on this Glock, what you tryna do
My brother caught a sentence, but he don't f*ck with school
I'm smoking dead opps, Mthat's my go-to
Yeah, niggas say they want some smoke, they got me high
I can't care about no bitch, I never cared about no thot
I know some niggas that been really tryna slang around that Glock
Call lil' bro you know he slidin with that Glock
Niggas say they want sum smoke I'm smoking on you and your man's
ARP'S, they bluffing deep these lil' bitch this choppa make you dance
Bitch, keep hitting me up, talking about love, I meant the shit I said
Seen some niggas switch, they all some bitches, left a nigga fordead
Traumatized because of shit, I swear to God, f*cked up my head
Catch a opp inside the street, might hit his top f*ck up his dreads
Yo brother died from talkin shit,Bet you won't say that shit again
Man, f*ck them niggas tryna slide on block and kill him and his friends
I need fifty for a show, go tell y'all niggas get at it
And I can't f*ck with you niggas, all you niggas just be actin
And when it come down to it, all you niggas just be rattin
And I can't f*ck with you niggas, all you niggas just be bitches
I'ma run up them M's, if you want it then come get it
All these niggas in my city really know that we get wicked
So try to play with me nigga, and I'll get your f*cking wig split
I'm a blood boy, a really cut boy
They gon' search for your body, it's a dub boy
I got codeine up in my motherf*cking cup boy
Until I die, niggas know that I won't run boy
That pussy nigga ran a four flat, hit his ass like Kojak
We really gon do him bad, pussy nigga got foe tagged
He a bitch, A smoke pack, and I'm the one who rolled that
Try to play me like a bitch, I swear to God, I get yo dome smashed
They got 50 on my head, I post to been dead
Aye tell the opps, let's get it going, nigga I ain't scared
I gotta switch on this Glock, nigga that's a fed
And tell that nigga run up, Man we gon' take his dreads yeah
Tryna play me like a ho, man, you can get it too
I gotta switch up on this Glock, what you tryna do
My brother caught a sentence, but he don't f*ck with school
I'm smoking dead opps, Mthat's my go-to
Yeah, niggas say they want some smoke, they got me high
I can't care about no bitch, I never cared about no thot
I know some niggas that been really tryna slang around that Glock
Call lil' bro you know he slidin with that Glock
Niggas say they want sum smoke I'm smoking on you and your man's
ARP'S, they bluffing deep these lil' bitch this choppa make you dance
Bitch, keep hitting me up, talking about love, I meant the shit I said
Seen some niggas switch, they all some bitches, left a nigga fordead
Traumatized because of shit, I swear to God, f*cked up my head
Catch a opp inside the street, might hit his top f*ck up his dreads
Yo brother died from talkin shit,Bet you won't say that shit again
Man, f*ck them niggas tryna slide on block and kill him and his friends
Writer: Jason Jones
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