Aye, you know what the f#ck going on
Yea aye aye
First i was broke and then this sh#t triple
I been getting active since i could remember
I really turn some n#gg#s to a killer
These n#gg#s be only shooter on a triller
Murder the p#ss# meaning i just kilt her
She let cream in her that’s a fill up
She know i got it and my sack bigger
But she ain’t gone leave because a n#gg# realer
-n#gg#s be broke as a b#tch homeless
Walk down gang like we some dog owners
Turn opps too packs and the pack was corona
Put the stick on his #ss put the stick on his homie
But i rather jus stay out the way
I got n#gg#s who slide everyday
And we quick to put n#gg#s on skates
n#gg# play and we baking his cake
Never keep a b#tch on the high
Keep a b#tch on the low
Rolled up a wood gave the b#tch some to smoke
Ian give her a perc she was ready to go
Got her to the room told her take off ha clothes
Then next thing yunno she was inna figure 4
Free dreko n#gg# that’s fashitsho
Got your ho* on the floor
n#gg# she a throatgoat
Damn i jus got into it with my b#tch again
That mean she just b#tched again
Percocet really got a n#gg# scratching his skin
That mean i just itched again
They say i ain’t sh#t because i use too f#ck on yo friends
You only live once i’m just saying
How you try to bite me in the helping hand
These n#gg#s don’t like me but they really fans i don’t understand
Aye we slidin like motherf#cking skates
We slidin all motherf#cking day ain’t taking no breaks
Came from hopping them motherf#cking gates
Going from state to state
Heard he got hit with a rape case
f#ck n#gg# i’m from the a
I’m popping my sh#t everyday
Leave a n#gg# kool-aid
I’m in the cut like a blade i won’t do no fading
Im a whip out the django nd slave him
We smoking on ty not za
n#gg# play he get nailed to the cross -crucified
Ooo , he tried to run he died
I hate when a opp n#gg# slip
Soon as i get to sliding
I don’t give a f#ck about a rumor
You n#gg# with a dark sense of humor
I’m with sharks inna sewer
I been inna field since a youther
I ain’t never been luther (martin luther king)
I just cooled down cause i’m ruthless
Ugh damn i f#cked up a play get it all back today or tomorrow
Ian tripping
f#ck with you out of love blood or cropping
A room full of real n#gg#s no gimmick
n#gg#s a turn on you when they timid
I dropped a bag on a opp ceiling
You spin once i’m paying you a killing
They can’t hit you with a case with no description
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