Prepared To Get Yo’ Wig Split? Lyrics – Deala

Prepared To Get Yo’ Wig Split? Lyrics by Deala

Now it’s gonna be a real hard track
Stick to the some kinda sh#t, ‘cuz ya wanna make the dough?
Yo’ #ss needs in that but you even don’t know how to make the car get low
All #ssh#l#s who borrowed the snaps from me n ain’t give it back, stand in a row

So, after first time bein’ beaten up you got it how to deal with me
Look, I just keep it real, it makes act like a g
No one borrows the money, ‘cuz they dread to bein’ thrown away into tha muthaf#ckin’ sea
Call yo’ f#ckin’ crew includin’ only you to solve the problem

Comin’, see that we are waitin’ fo’ ya, get fallen
Was in the rеd almost several months, now you got no RAM
Dat’s a real hardcorе single
Don’t deal with me, just go to the pub n start to mingle

Actually I can do without muthaf#ckin’ Deagle
Real life right now, fo’ yo #ss time is out
Ya watchin’ TV at home n eatin’ fast food, at that time I doin’ sport n tout
Talkin’ ’bout guns, dough n b#tches

‘Cuz it happens every day, it ain’t place in the world fo’ the snitches
Neva watch how wealthy people live, actually don’t give a damn ’bout tha f#ckin’ riches
I kick yo’ #ss properly, ‘cuz due to f#ckin’ new school society get degraded
This is a cycle n soon everyone will listen to ol’ school tracks, yo’ modern sh#t is outdated

Dat’s a fact, you’d better cease publishin’ that, ‘cuz ya already get checkmated
Wrote that my style is wretched, ya ready to fight with me?
Damn, ya posse up n it’s frustrated
I don’t want ya to suck my dick, am not a blue

Be aside, anyway won’t get a clue
But I can make yo’ lustful b#tch to gobble
Don’t resist or I’ll have to make yo’ #ss get locked up if ya still gonna go stubborn
Suppose ya can make a mess n stash?

I don’t think so, I find ya n will bash yo’ fat #ss with a real hard lash
I don’t give a f#ck if ya will moan
My homies bring you there yo’ b#tches n they will groan
Ya know that my style is ruff n my tone

Who gives a damn if yo’ sidekicks left ya n you will be alone?
Dat’s a real hardcore sh#t that happens every day n every hour
No one can save yo’ #ss, ya should survive only by yourself n find a way to make the f#ckin’ dollar
Find a girl in my hood? I wouldn’t recommend ya to holla

Gonna let all muthaf#ckas know this track is phat
I humiliate you , ‘cuz am talkin’ ’bout that
Actually don’t want to use the f#ckin’ Mac
Assume is it joke?

I can get yo’ fat #ss locked up n you will
Drop tha muthaf#ckin’ soap
Hope someone is able to get ya outta here? I say nope
Come to the zoo just to feed ya

Step to all my homies? Oh, damn, don’t want to say what can be happened to yo’ #ss, just say they will hit ya
Make ruff dat single, explode dat single, go to yo’ f#ckin’ wife n start to mingle – while we ain’t come for you
Consider nuthin’ will happen but we make yo’ fat #ss get glued
Dat’s true, I ain’t got any luck

Ya will beg me, ‘cuz ya wanna get the f#ckin’ buck
Be actin’ like that (I’ll suck yo’ dick, man)
Conduct yo’ self on tha street like a g
Bein’ at home you are obedient when you drinkin’ the f#ckin’ tea

If you say some sh#t, parents start to swear
In the night got a dream nightmare
Nowadays, it’s really hard to find ol’ school car, ‘cuz it’s rare
Must know that real man duz lead

Got some bravery to go out on the street
But ya prepared to get yo’ wig split?
Yeah, beware all that sh#t I said in these lyrics, ‘cuz it’s real n you can do nuthin’
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Deala Lyrics – Prepared To Get Yo’ Wig Split?

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Prepared To Get Yo’ Wig Split?