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Too $hort

Hella Disrespectful

 

Hella Disrespectful

(album: Hella Disrespectful: Bay Area Mixtape - 2017)


You already know nigga it's crazy out here man
Niggas try to blast you shit
Busting on niggas out here man
Been that way
It's probably always going to be that way it's wild in these streets nigga

What's your square ass know about the struggle bitch
Pass one a.m you hit the bricks
Them killas don't know who the fuck you is
You a blow pop sucka that means you a lick
Bend o bend o dope by the pants full gotta run the strip and her internet ad go
You ain't with the shit
Yeah ain't that an asshole
Gun on the table froze up got bashful
You just want to post up and fuck hood bitches
Don't forget there's hood shit that comes with this
Hood politics you a foreigner it takes police twenty minutes just to come over here
Squares go tell on a felony no evidence no allegedly
Finessing on a turn now bitch this game gone cost you want to learn about this life

You ain't want to get right nigga fuck that life
When the cell door life nigga fuck that life
See your homie get popped nigga fuck that life
You ain't about it then stop nigga fuck that life
You ain't about it nigga fuck that life
You ain't about it nigga fuck that life
You ain't about it then stop
This shit is crazy out here man
Nigga's shooting at niggas and shit
Mother fuckers always trying to take your shit
That's how it is in the streets nigga
Better be tough trying to run out here boy
Trying to run in these streets
You ain't want to get right nigga fuck that life
When the cell door life nigga fuck that life
See your homie get popped nigga fuck that life
You ain't about it then stop nigga fuck that life

You ain't got to ask me it's a fact see
Joe Bang and I came to get nasty
Never let a bitch walk passed me without shaking nasty
Double spanish bitches in the backseat
Came in the wind I got my ice on like I'm chilling
If yo bitch up in the building she gone let us run up in her
Rose by the bar got her drinks up to the ceiling
Bitches love Joe Bang but I ain't trying to catch no feelings
Butter come and get it if you want it you know I got that heater like it's cold up in the morning
Don't ask me how I do it I just tell you that I'm stunting
If a nigga get the tripping get the busting like it's nothing

Bitch swerve I'm on the pussy like my way
I'm getting head on the highway
Fucking while I'm driving nigga it's the flyway
[?] have em tripping on a molly

Freak benz nigga get your money up
Face down bitch put your booty up
Big money that's what we throwing up
Racks we [?] we be rolling up
All I think about is getting rich
All I think about is getting rich
You prolly can't fuck with me
Cause you ain't got no money bitch
You ain't got no money bitch
You ain't got no money bitch
You ain't got no money bitch
You ain't got no money bitch

You repping money gang
You part of the team and you call yourself the queen
You all about your green
Rocking bling bling yelling money ain't a thing
You pretty but you squeeze
Be acting like a diva when you get yo weave
Be rocking Louis V
You tell em get they g's up if they want to beef
True that
That describes me well
Most folks get out of line I prescribe these [?]
Don't know about y'all but mine eat well
All we do is ball my dogs keep mine whoadie
In case of beef we all keep ganja
You couldn't get it in you know I got the heater
Always keep a gun in my purse like my D I

I'm in my zone way passed gone
I rock it don't stop it til the dj put me on
I'm in my zone way passed gone
I rock it don't stop it til the dj put me on

I'm turned up turned up can't nobody turn me down
A little bitch snuck in with a [?]
Bottle after bottle hey girl gonna swallow
[?] she thought she was a model
Look I smoke big one cause you got me lawdy
On my ass one time I can't control it
I'm fucked up fucked up hell yeah I'm fucked up
Someone call the doctor and tell him I need a touch up
Get your plugs up money too [?]
I'm a VIP blowing cookie
Bartender on me hell yeah she on me
Little bitches take dick I love when they boney
You a broke nigga and a phoney
And [?] be freaks [?]
Miley Cyrus I love [?]

I'm on my body you can tell I'm on my body
Four five six with your bitch tell the party
I'm on my body you can tell I'm on my body
Four five six with your bitch tell the party

I'm in my zone way passed gone
I rock it don't stop it til the dj put me on
I'm in my zone way passed gone
I rock it don't stop it til the dj put me on

You out your body you out your body
Get out your body you out your body
You out your body you out your body
Get out your body you out your body

I'm out my body looking at myself
Moves so mean I don't need nobody else
I'm out my body looking at myself
Moves so mean I don't need nobody else

You out your body girl get out your body girl

Fatto

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