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KING OSF - Thad McFadden (feat. Detwan Love) Lyrics



KING OSF - Thad McFadden (feat. Detwan Love) Lyrics
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We the type of niggas jumpin' fences when that gate locked
I be with some members, niggas, some shit we dont play bout
Bitch, I'm from the trenches, I came up because I stayed down
I told that bitch I'm different, I can't settle for no day job
And f*ck you mean, I ain't coppin' shit unless it's straight drop
Got it out the mud, I ran it up, we gettin' paid now
My youngins robbin' shit, them type of niggas that I stay round
And every time I pop out, they be quiet, what they say now
Turnin' down these pick-me-ass lil' bitches, I ain't friendly
Like, f*ck, I look like chasin' round these hoes, and we got plenty
I know they niggas mad, they ain't on shit, so they just envy
That blicky fully auto, but it used to be a semi
I like my bitches ratchet, but when she start to spazzin
I say, bitch, go get your daddy
Far from average, girl, you f*ckin' with a savage
And I don't do the cappin', I ain't nothin' like these rappers
Like these rappers, try somebody else, cause we gon' get to spinnin
Just check my rap sheet, theres fast, behind what I be spittin
Been sayin' they gon' turn it up, just chattin' cause they didn't
I been on my business, lil' bitch, get out your feelings
Bitch, rap a nigga up, the morning time, it's early wrap em up
I got a white boy smoke dog, and he work at Hurley's
He just ran off on the plug, he feel like Todd Gurley
Lil' bitch f*ck everybody, she act like Marilyn
I hit her so good, perc dick, made her go to therapy
Give me one shot, I'ma run it up, I feel like Jeremy
Look me in my eye, tell me, do you see a care in me
Pop a nigga, pray to God, now I feel good
One time I robbed a nigga and gave the money to the hood
I'm with hoes, we at the room, high as hell, relaxin
I got a white boy in the cut, he shoot like John Paxton
I don't run from smokin', I want all the action
I'm dumb as hell, I ain't know my K was automatic
He grown as hell, so when he die, don't be all saddened
I be overseas shootin', I feel like Thad McFadden
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We the type of niggas jumpin' fences when that gate locked
I be with some members, niggas, some shit we dont play bout
Bitch, I'm from the trenches, I came up because I stayed down
I told that bitch I'm different, I can't settle for no day job
And f*ck you mean, I ain't coppin' shit unless it's straight drop
Got it out the mud, I ran it up, we gettin' paid now
My youngins robbin' shit, them type of niggas that I stay round
And every time I pop out, they be quiet, what they say now
Turnin' down these pick-me-ass lil' bitches, I ain't friendly
Like, f*ck, I look like chasin' round these hoes, and we got plenty
I know they niggas mad, they ain't on shit, so they just envy
That blicky fully auto, but it used to be a semi
I like my bitches ratchet, but when she start to spazzin
I say, bitch, go get your daddy
Far from average, girl, you f*ckin' with a savage
And I don't do the cappin', I ain't nothin' like these rappers
Like these rappers, try somebody else, cause we gon' get to spinnin
Just check my rap sheet, theres fast, behind what I be spittin
Been sayin' they gon' turn it up, just chattin' cause they didn't
I been on my business, lil' bitch, get out your feelings
Bitch, rap a nigga up, the morning time, it's early wrap em up
I got a white boy smoke dog, and he work at Hurley's
He just ran off on the plug, he feel like Todd Gurley
Lil' bitch f*ck everybody, she act like Marilyn
I hit her so good, perc dick, made her go to therapy
Give me one shot, I'ma run it up, I feel like Jeremy
Look me in my eye, tell me, do you see a care in me
Pop a nigga, pray to God, now I feel good
One time I robbed a nigga and gave the money to the hood
I'm with hoes, we at the room, high as hell, relaxin
I got a white boy in the cut, he shoot like John Paxton
I don't run from smokin', I want all the action
I'm dumb as hell, I ain't know my K was automatic
He grown as hell, so when he die, don't be all saddened
I be overseas shootin', I feel like Thad McFadden
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Writer: Bunyan Monteiro
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Performed By: KING OSF
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Bunyan Monteiro

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