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No Chorus, Pt. 10
(专辑: Who Am I 3 - 2017)
No Chorus, Pt. 10, finna cop a
van Pop a
nigga ass like a
fucking perc tan Hit him with the
bag like I'm in the
first dance Thirty to his back, leave him gone with the
wind I'm getting head like a
motherfucking mannequin If you gon' bust at me why is you panicking? Thirties all up, leave a
fuck nigga vanishing I
hit him up, ain't gon' lie, it was challenging Say he getting money but where it's at? I'm the
alley, I'm an alley cat I'm in the
jungle with lions and birds To the
left, that's how I
like my hat (crip) Freak hoes, I'm striking it Beat 'em up, Mike Tyson it Fuck the
bitch, he ain't liking it Made a
post 'bout me, lost his life today I'm 'bout to pull up I'm driving fast, I
thirtied the
mag, you know what it's full of He 'bout to crash 'cause I
shot his ass before he could look up That nigga shook up, brain got took up, names got looked up Commissary, get your books up What's wrong with him? AR to his head, I'm 'bout to dome-split him Heard a
nigga want me dead, I
had to go'n get him Put bananas to his head like Donkey Kong hit him My money long nigga Yours small, mine tall, get your own nigga I
was only fourteen beating grown niggas Got big forty with the
beam, this ho go long nigga Ain't no way that I'ma miss and hit the
wrong nigga Chopper get to spitting wherever, bullets get to hitting whoever Bitch I
keep the
eagle, no feather Shoot a
nigga just for the
pleasure Nigga better not play 'bout my cheddar Nigga's ass better know better Say one thing, spark him up with the
Beretta Bitch I
got them rounds like I'm Floyd Mayweather Mayweather, bitch I'm hot like May weather Forty on my side like we go together Y'all niggas broke and y'all hoes too Pussy ass nigga I
expose you (that's on my mama) She suck my dick, baby girl got no tooth Connect with the
plug like I'm wifi or bluetooth I
remember days when I
had to wear Fubu When you a
nail everybody wanna screw you Shot with me, shot with me, I
turn a
drug deal to a
robbery I
gotta kill him, on crip ain't no stopping me He tried to play me like I
was monopoly Damn, damn, scratch a
nigga out his Lamb 2013 Lito, bitch I
go ham I
got chill like Doritos, no food stamps We making moves and shit, my niggas be hitting licks Shot a
nigga down just like a
cigarette If he also bitch and shit Load the
forty Glock up and go hit some shit I
swear we ain't missing shit I
would never ever fuck on a
groupie bitch Unless she give benefits Hold up, I
think I
fucked up on my ass, lyrics gotta go over Then them niggas hating on me, pull up in that Rover Fucked a
bitch last night, only bought her a
soda Gang, and I'm up off in a
Lamb, I
pull up, whip through in a
Lamb, yeah yeah yeah Fuck on your bitch I
go HAM, fuck on your bitch I
go HAM, yeah yeah Fuck her and tell her to scram, fuck her and tell her to scram, ayy, yeah Green eggs and ham, ham I'm telling ya, I'm telling ya man
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