unknwn303 - Smike9 (feat. swervo2x) Lyrics

(What you think B?)
(That nigga Miiir made the beat here we go again)
Pussy nigga better watch his f*cking mouth
Ima run up in his house leave his body on the couch
Nigga pussy ass type to scope it out
You the same ass nigga bitch your ass is in the house
I don't give a f*ck 50 round that's a walk down
Nigga yelling murder now his homie on the f*cking ground
Toe tag body bag we say that's wild sight
Bitch nigga yelling bout that murder just don't run don't hide
Ha Ha ima stepper nigga
I don't give a f*ck two times I apply that pressure nigga
You a bitch ass nigga should've listened
If I buss this Glock bitch it came with extensions
Like who is you?
Nigga bitch I am never ever missing
Mr magic three swervo
Really bout that action
Nigga yelling gang shit
What you claiming bitch?
I don't give a f*ck 303 come hop on this shit
He say he finna kill me but we know that he ain't popping nun
Them niggas in the school they steady asking when I'm dropping sum
Them pussies pocket watching like, they some opps or sum
I'm rocking by myself cause them niggas they be watching me
Laughing by myself cause them bitches yeah they doubted me
Now I'm on the road, nigga living my live lavishly
I'm plugging through my city something that I'm on that actively
He talking on us, boy his family got feel tragically
Walking through my city nigga always take precaution
Yeah I had to get it on my own a nigga had no option
Remember late nights when I was down and I was starving
I'm that nigga in my city like my name Klay Thompson
I've been working hard lil nigga I ain't gotta show
Them fake banging ass niggas yeah they scared to up that pole
I've been riding through my city yeah I'm selling all this dough
I'm smoking all these blunts with my niggas, yeah I'm in my zone
Bitch I'm in my zone hella cold no fro zone
Nigga yelling murder, mr clean bitch I'm hella cold
Nigga yelling murder, choppa hit a nigga nose
Bitch ass nigga you a pussy that's how I know you fold
Ha Ha, you ain't hear me nigga?
Lil Miiir made this beat he get jiggy nigga
You a bitch ass nigga f*ck out my face nigga
Who want smoke?
Bitch it's two time
Run the fade nigga
If I loose I spin back wit that lil chop
Spin around on niggas block he got hit just like his pop
Dough boy lil nigga I'm a cold nigga
I don't give a f*ck two time
I'm upping poles nigga
In this bitch high as hell I can't even see
Shout out lil Miiir made the beat
It's just him and B
This glock got a forty for them niggas that be stepping deep
Me and swervo will take your pole
You got an extra heat?
You got a extra clip?
Nigga talking all that shit
Ain't you the one who folded in the end?
Ain't you a f*cking snitch?
False claiming crip nigga come and show me
Was acting like a gangsta then you snitched over a stoley
Look how times changed, I ain't talking bout a rollie
Tell that nigga I beat the case I'm getting money he don't owe me aye
Tuh
I beat that case yeah he don't owe me aye
Tell the nigga I
He don't owe me aye
Tuh nigga he still f*cking snitched, yeah he still folded in the end he a f*cking snitch
False claiming crip nigga come and show me, was acting like a gangster then you snitched over a stoley (over a stoley, over a stoley)