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Suicide
(专辑: No Hooks - 2016)
I
don't feel that nigga, he don't feel himself When we get on his ass make a
fuck nigga kill himself I
got that thang on me, I
just let it hang out A
nigga run up on me wrong, its gon' be a
bang out I'm a
drug dealer, bring the
cocaine out I
be on that hot shit, bring the
propaine out I
pour some honey on a
snow bunny Then I
send her on the
road just to hold for me Come with shorts lil bitch, I
need some more money I
got money growing roots, yeah that's old money I'm riding big whips they call me lil wheel And you know I
keep a
tool like I'm bob the
builder Late night, war time, bring them thangs out Make a
fuck nigga blow his own brains out Make a
fuck nigga "X" his own name out They was sleeping on me when I
first came out They tryna see how far go from where I
came now These rappers copy-catters, heard they want my lane now We'll turn a
nigga house to a
haunted house Ain't nobody put no food in my momma house I
was all on my own, kidd helped me out I
heard you getting a
lil money but you running out Thought it was funny then, do you think its funny now? If you ain't hear me coming, can you hear me coming now? We pull up on your ass, don't be running out European ass clip, ain't running out Riding European ass whips I
brought the
40's out These hoes like a
nigga swag, I'm having orgies now I
jumped off that porch at a
early age Fuck around and lose your life, acting too brave Bad boy, I
done felt my daddy 12 gauge With the
juvenile, I
got out on a
rampage Bitch I'm too cut, might need bandades Wassup with all these niggas tryna throw shade? All I
see is blue cheese through these new shades You still on that old shit, I'm on a
new page I
be dogging all the
hoes, I
need a
new cage I'm riding in that big body, I
need two lanes You'de think I
rob casino, got so many chips You'de think I
was a
slave, got so many whips You'de think I
was a
Frito, got so many dips Gun so big, can even fit on my hip Hit the
club off them drugs, then we start tripping If we can't get in with the
Glock, we parking lot pimping She like my pimp walk, she like the
way I'm living I
can teach you boys a
lesson if you pay attention I'm out west 290 nigga mind your business How the
fuck is them your niggas if you in competetion? How the
fuck is you a
killer if you ain't kill the
witness? Already know I'm blowing up you, just at back, a
witness Fuck around make me send my shorties on a
mission I
lost my uncle Boochie and I'm still tripping I
guess that be the
reason why I'm still sipping You get killed for your chips nigga now I'm dipping Long nose '45, Scottie Pippen Alotta bodies on that bitch and we still drilling You a
beginner, you a
pretender, I'm a
sinner Mouse trap for a
master splinter ass nigga We ride 40's all these bad hoes adore me Young nigga, I
lost my mind when I
was a
shorty I
just put some new bullets in a
old forty And if he holding on that work we'll poke shorty Like he was a
backwood, we'll smoke shorty And hell nah, we ain't friendly, I
don't know shorty I
got alotta shorties that a
blow for me So don't say what you don't mean if you ain't on nun' This bitch keep on yelling out smoke some I
told that bitch to bend it over, let me poke some If the
police snatch me up, I
don't know nun' And lock me in I'm bounding out, that ain't no money You comedian ass nigga, you think you so funny So many carats in my chain, I
attract bunnies Flow like a
bumble bee, I
attrack the
honeys I
rob the
plug, now I
got the
trap house jumping We beat down your door like Jehova witness I
drive a
old-school like a
senior citizen I
try to tell these fuck niggas, they ain't wanna listen Ain't gon' be satisfied until some body end up missing I'm YSN bitch, young street nigga How you leave your home and you ain't got your heat with you If you ain't get no money I
don't wanna meet with you You ain't a
real nigga I
don't wanna eat with you I'm a
cold-hearted nigga, I
might let that heat hit you My momma always told me, son don't let them streets get you Already too late, 'cus I'm a
street nigga Turn your location on, we can meet nigga I
don't rap beef, I
leave it in the
streets nigga And you don't clap heat, you just a
wannabe nigga
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