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Recuperate
(专辑: No Hooks II - 2017)
Gang! Ayy, ayy Know it's part two, bitch you know I'm rocking, nigga Get your guns up, get your funds up You on that opp shit, get mop stick, bitch Out west 290 shit, YSN young street nigga Ayy, gang Ayy, ayy All my niggas gangbang, fuck the
other side Just bought a
choppa, now I'm feening for a
homicide Flyest nigga living, I
give bitches butterflies You a
street nigga? Boy your ass don't even come outside Get my street sweepers corners, come and pick my trash up Made it rain in the
club, hoes picking cash up Big body, rims rub, nigga this a
fast truck Brian Urlacher, bitch you know I
got my sacks up Four macs in this Q7, this a
Mack truck Big bitch do a
split, drop it, bring it back up When we doing shows, all the
hoes, they attack us Yeah we ball but you fouled out, you shouldn't have hacked up Tote a
strap, nigga, so don't get clapped, nigga I
ain't got time to box with you, I
don't wanna scrap with you You was sleeping on me while you shouldn't have took a
nap nigga I
got you and I
know you want your lick back, nigga I'm from out west, we don't go to kickbacks, nigga My gun big but it don't got a
kickback, nigga I
rock designer, everything missmatched, nigga She get lost with me, I
know you want your bitch back, nigga I'm balling hard, you can have her back, I'm tossing her Randy Mossing her Bussa nut on her and make her sister lick it off of her I
can't cuff that bitch, no I'm not a
police officer Got a
lot of haters but the
glizzies keep them off of us Gucci, Louis denim, boy you still rocking Hollister Hit the
mall with my dawgs and we buy a
lot of stuff If my brother shoot ya, I'ma shoot you, it's a
lot of us Shooter war vet 223 bullets chop you up He say he getting money but the
numbers never add up If you say you real, what the
fuck you got to act for? You ain't down to kill, what the
fuck you got a
strap for? You ain't chasing mils, what the
fuck you serving packs for? I
fucked her and her friend, made that bitch call for backup You ain't heard about that last nigga that got clapped up? Wanna end up like that last nigga tryna act tough? Adding money to my stash house and let it stack up I'm riding with this baby choppa 'cause I'm ruthless Rims blow your bitch, I
catch you square than a
deep dish Get 'em straight up out that water yeah like a
sea fish Hit your block, then we double back, that's a
remix I
spray the K
then I
get ghost like I'm Casper Niggas broke but I
ain't, what I
need a
cast for? Don't be stupid, boy you know what we get on your ass for No face, no case, what you think I
got my mask for? I
heard niggas on that hate shit These niggas broke, gotta face it I
roll me up a
Swisher and I
face it My rims big, made my car look like a
spaceship I
just bought another Draco with that K
clip I
aim it at your nose, give your ass a
face lift If you ain't talking money I
don't want your conversation I
just wanna fuck you bitch, I
don't want your relations Stick to that G
code you don't know your combination Them choppa bullets stopping your blood from circulating The
feds trying stopping my trap from percolating But meanwhile I'm out of town recuperating
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