0
Proper Respect - Tsu Surf
0 0

Proper Respect Tsu Surf

Proper Respect - Tsu Surf
(They say why i dont make more radio friendly music
There ain't nothing radio friendly from where I’m from
I'm sorry)

Either these fuck niggas try murder you
Or cops try wait for you to pop, then Bobby Shmurda you (crazy)
Nah ahahh, heart for the shmony
Hid the choppers in the basment
Mommy ain't raise a dummy (naahh)
Let me vent a bit, closed circle, need you a membership
Cause pills ease the pain but i dont remeber shit ( i dont remeber shit)
I thougth i cried my last tear, back when cookie died, and cubie died
(cookie died, and cubie died )
I got deep fried
I chase shots of pain with drugs and bad bitch’s hand
Sometimes a bad bitch giving a bad bitch hand, it work
Its giving me head, while in my head, Im thinking like is he dead (like gone), like, like really dead? (Damn)
Thats when i sat up, his voice still in my like, "didn't go cuz, back up"
The hands on my backup
Seen the smoke blowin, coldest nights, high as hell
TV talking to me like the poltergeist she wanted me
She want it open, right?

Cool, well here i go
This is real as it possibly could get, and I die to get the proper respect
So you can bump this when i die bitch
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?