[Intro]
Yeah bring it out
Yeah I'm dumb and I been like that
You hear me?
Big brother I ain’t never spoke on none of this shit
Mane I’ll bust a nigga shit
I'ma, I'ma, ayy, I'ma come from every angle on this bitch
(Dumb!)
(Yeah) Aye and we still them
Ya heard me? and I ain’t them
Them bitch ass boys
Mane them niggas just make it look good
Look at him, he ever sold some?
You think he ever killed some?
Fuck no!
[Verse 1]
On a roll with my niggas
Ain't nobody 'round when a nigga start moving
Back in the day when the nigga robbed Doody
Gun in 3Three hand but he still ain't shoot it
Gat in my pants I post at the store
Had a pack nigga can't help out when you losing
Diamonds on my teeth, I'ma steady keep moving
Young nigga take off I do it
Now they around tryna run up they money
Soak up they fame, and get them a name
Oh that’s how you coming take one to the brain
Fuck all the pain, bitch, I'm going insane
Turn up on a ho bitch you know I ain't playing
I ain't dressing too classy, I'm tryna be plain
Take off on the beat and I leave on a plane
Stay in the streets bitch you heard of my name
That ain't the truth when I hear what you sayin'
I got herpes and I gave it to Nee
To tell the truth, think she gave it to me
Paid for your love bitch I paid for that fee
Money come missing, I ain't trusting Fee
Fuck with her mind when applying that D
Pack run out when I’m flying for the meet
Bitch I stay with that heat and I get it for cheap
Young nigga up, I ain't never been a leech
Ole dawg ass ho, what you said about me?
Got a hoe laid up in my house right now
Told that ho get out, ain't no playing with me
I beat yo daughter that come from your father
When he come home, bitch it’s in that order
And I still love her, you know I’m retarded
Dough from them shows, I don't do no talking
Yeah bring it out
Yeah I'm dumb and I been like that
You hear me?
Big brother I ain’t never spoke on none of this shit
Mane I’ll bust a nigga shit
I'ma, I'ma, ayy, I'ma come from every angle on this bitch
(Dumb!)
(Yeah) Aye and we still them
Ya heard me? and I ain’t them
Them bitch ass boys
Mane them niggas just make it look good
Look at him, he ever sold some?
You think he ever killed some?
Fuck no!
[Verse 1]
On a roll with my niggas
Ain't nobody 'round when a nigga start moving
Back in the day when the nigga robbed Doody
Gun in 3Three hand but he still ain't shoot it
Gat in my pants I post at the store
Had a pack nigga can't help out when you losing
Diamonds on my teeth, I'ma steady keep moving
Young nigga take off I do it
Now they around tryna run up they money
Soak up they fame, and get them a name
Oh that’s how you coming take one to the brain
Fuck all the pain, bitch, I'm going insane
Turn up on a ho bitch you know I ain't playing
I ain't dressing too classy, I'm tryna be plain
Take off on the beat and I leave on a plane
Stay in the streets bitch you heard of my name
That ain't the truth when I hear what you sayin'
I got herpes and I gave it to Nee
To tell the truth, think she gave it to me
Paid for your love bitch I paid for that fee
Money come missing, I ain't trusting Fee
Fuck with her mind when applying that D
Pack run out when I’m flying for the meet
Bitch I stay with that heat and I get it for cheap
Young nigga up, I ain't never been a leech
Ole dawg ass ho, what you said about me?
Got a hoe laid up in my house right now
Told that ho get out, ain't no playing with me
I beat yo daughter that come from your father
When he come home, bitch it’s in that order
And I still love her, you know I’m retarded
Dough from them shows, I don't do no talking
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