Now in my younger days I used to sport 〈.?.〉
〈.?.〉 blue rag hanging off my #ss
I ain’t never learn sh#t cuz’ I talked in class
Hit the teacher with a textbook dropped his #ss
BOW!
How many rap groups can gwap surpass
But when a hoe in the street gotta kiss my #ss
We done started some sh#t
Got a purpose when they swallowing sh#t
But wait till it get dark in this b#tch
Pull up im ready to tweak tweak
Your b#tch is a freak freak
I hit her like 3 times I don’t think she breathin’
Ice all on my Uzi
Iced out my forty
Seen a bad lil shorty
She was tryna record me
These n#gg#s dorks
Just jumped off the porch
Turn your high school sweetie heart into a wh#re
I lift the sun up and now it’s getting bright in here
We brought the sticks but all my n#gg#s still won’t fight in here
We from the sticks 〈.?.〉
We 〈.?.〉 supposed to crumble but we still 〈.?.〉
We ain’t get no invite yeah that shit’s alright
Grab this plate and take a bite I give a f#ck if you don’t like it
Sittin with my feet up cuz’ i’m 〈.?.〉
Soon as I hit the stage the whole crowd start jumpin
My n#gg#s outside they already started dumping
Ain’t nowhere to hide b#tch stay yo #ss inside b#tch
Peekin through the blinds just to see if they alive but they not
When we ride we go wild till they die f#ck the other side
b#tches 〈.?.〉 on the block
My n#gg#s duck the cops
Your n#gg#s get sh#t
My n#gg#s get guap
Buy my b#tch what she like
Talk sh#t then we gon fight
Strapped up like a dyke
Shoot that n#gg# in the face (x2)
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