Intro:
I hear you
You know the problem wit' you lil nigga's
You think you know everything about the damn world
And you don't know shit
I see you got yo selves a lil bidness' going well that's good, that's good
You make that paper
But when you makin' paper you gotta learn some rules to go with it
You gotta learn the difference between guns and butter
There's two types of nigga's in this world
The niggas wit guns and niggas wit butter
Now what are the guns?
The guns, that's the real estate, That's stocks and bonds [?] Hard work
You know shit that depreciates with value
Whats the butter?
Cars, clothes, jewellery all that other bullshit that don't mean shit after you buy it
That's what its all about guns and butter baby
Lil dumb motherfucker
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
I was never with the bullshit
Fuck a internet i really wanna hit the set and pull up in the front yard catch fades wit' ya
I don't wanna hear no excuse when i get loose in the ring
Bad-a-bing run up by yourself and tell the people you don't want no help from dazing ya
Really round no gangsta's?
I ain't wolfin' only whoopin' have a nigga shoot it outta me was lookin' for no lame ass like you blood
I'd a rather people told me to just hit the gas a motherfucker had to crew jump
Waitin' for ya bussin' wit you gun if i be right there blood do somethin'
Talk how you wanna talk when its time to walk then you better then
I don't need no help, come in by myself solo when its time to sock chins
Talk about a nigga so sick then 'oh shit he walked in'
On a baretta, Conor Mcgregor dome split better stop him
Somebody anybody come and help me ain't nobody wanna pop him
Shootin' all the bullets that i got up in my gun he's not droppin'
What the fuck well stop him
No i hope he don't get poppin'
We just wanna keep him underground and we don't wanna see him in the top 10
Save it, i don't wanna hear it show me yo location
Call my phone sayin' "you a bitch" then hang up that's some gay shit
Catch me in the street no heat hands and feet blood i'm waitin'
Hit me with the same energy i'l end yo vacation
Bangin' with the blood nigga's and crip nigga's 'sup T Nut
Why these nigga's wanna act like they will not get beat up? (beat up)
Real nigga's throwin' B's up and C's up (C's up)
Leave a nigga fucked, face down and feet up
I hear you
You know the problem wit' you lil nigga's
You think you know everything about the damn world
And you don't know shit
I see you got yo selves a lil bidness' going well that's good, that's good
You make that paper
But when you makin' paper you gotta learn some rules to go with it
You gotta learn the difference between guns and butter
There's two types of nigga's in this world
The niggas wit guns and niggas wit butter
Now what are the guns?
The guns, that's the real estate, That's stocks and bonds [?] Hard work
You know shit that depreciates with value
Whats the butter?
Cars, clothes, jewellery all that other bullshit that don't mean shit after you buy it
That's what its all about guns and butter baby
Lil dumb motherfucker
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
I was never with the bullshit
Fuck a internet i really wanna hit the set and pull up in the front yard catch fades wit' ya
I don't wanna hear no excuse when i get loose in the ring
Bad-a-bing run up by yourself and tell the people you don't want no help from dazing ya
Really round no gangsta's?
I ain't wolfin' only whoopin' have a nigga shoot it outta me was lookin' for no lame ass like you blood
I'd a rather people told me to just hit the gas a motherfucker had to crew jump
Waitin' for ya bussin' wit you gun if i be right there blood do somethin'
Talk how you wanna talk when its time to walk then you better then
I don't need no help, come in by myself solo when its time to sock chins
Talk about a nigga so sick then 'oh shit he walked in'
On a baretta, Conor Mcgregor dome split better stop him
Somebody anybody come and help me ain't nobody wanna pop him
Shootin' all the bullets that i got up in my gun he's not droppin'
What the fuck well stop him
No i hope he don't get poppin'
We just wanna keep him underground and we don't wanna see him in the top 10
Save it, i don't wanna hear it show me yo location
Call my phone sayin' "you a bitch" then hang up that's some gay shit
Catch me in the street no heat hands and feet blood i'm waitin'
Hit me with the same energy i'l end yo vacation
Bangin' with the blood nigga's and crip nigga's 'sup T Nut
Why these nigga's wanna act like they will not get beat up? (beat up)
Real nigga's throwin' B's up and C's up (C's up)
Leave a nigga fucked, face down and feet up
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