(Lyrics From Snippet)
[Verse]
Had to do a part two to this bitch just to show these lil niggas they ain't fucking with me
Fuck a solo I whack shit by the three
I turnt up in this music by rapping off the same beat
Came from the trenches surrounded by steppers
I wipe his nose if his shit like some pepper
Riding with iron sending shit to the devil
Know I’m with whatever let's go to the streets
I let that fire hit his skin till it get to the meat
In control of My hoe like that bitch on a leash
Fuck revenge cause I know you gon' sow what you reap
I just copped a (?) off the peak
Broke again never that bag I’ma keep
Knock the doors off the funk shit that bitch look like a jeep
He got hit in his skelly for thinkin' shit sweet
I'm the god that say "Bye shoot on the peak"
Bye, bye, bye-bye murder for fun they send opps out at baba
Childish ass fuck Ion' care bout nada
Shoot em' deceased make the bitch do the cha-cha
I remember back when them guns that go rrah-rrah
Drop a stick in My drank ain't no savin' Li Rye-Rye
Play with me bitch you gon' die-die
Fuckin’ hoes in New York I was tryna’ get head screaming "Matha"
Know some shooters in Jersey that don't rock in jeserys and they got mo’ drums than a band
Pussy thought he was the man
Lyin' on that fuck nigga head hearing every word I'm saying
I'm on top of the world wherever your face I’ma stand
I'ma look, revenge then throw up the clan
Nigga it ain't that hard to knock off ya' man
I'm from the south where they thug on the end
I know (?) gon' spin to the end
Roll up JB and spin to the end
Nah he ain't gon' spin to the end
Speezy ya, he gon' spin to the end
Von, spin to the end
Bu, spin to the end
Bhlack, spin to the end
Can't fuck with uh, spin to the end
Shawn spin to the end
I got so many brothers that's gon' spin to the end
No this shit ain't a game we just locking it in
Niggas losing they brain for pretending they is
Uh, some they not
You not a gangster I see that shit in yo' eyes
Letting these folks light yo' bed head up
Just for you to die
You done ran all that bread up just to get sent to the sky
Just to get hit with this heat go to hell and fry
I got a few niggas in that cell I wish they let em' out
I was downtown with that fire
Playing offense becaue I don't plan to die
Before the rap I was stepping
I never accepted no handouts
(?) trust a ho to beat My dick but I know she fanned out
Fresh ass fuck everywhere I go that's why I stand out
These pockets filled all the way
You see me walking 'round with these bands out
Bro nem' fell some wrong they get to walking with FN's out
I heard his ass in public lie and say that's My friend spot
[Verse]
Had to do a part two to this bitch just to show these lil niggas they ain't fucking with me
Fuck a solo I whack shit by the three
I turnt up in this music by rapping off the same beat
Came from the trenches surrounded by steppers
I wipe his nose if his shit like some pepper
Riding with iron sending shit to the devil
Know I’m with whatever let's go to the streets
I let that fire hit his skin till it get to the meat
In control of My hoe like that bitch on a leash
Fuck revenge cause I know you gon' sow what you reap
I just copped a (?) off the peak
Broke again never that bag I’ma keep
Knock the doors off the funk shit that bitch look like a jeep
He got hit in his skelly for thinkin' shit sweet
I'm the god that say "Bye shoot on the peak"
Bye, bye, bye-bye murder for fun they send opps out at baba
Childish ass fuck Ion' care bout nada
Shoot em' deceased make the bitch do the cha-cha
I remember back when them guns that go rrah-rrah
Drop a stick in My drank ain't no savin' Li Rye-Rye
Play with me bitch you gon' die-die
Fuckin’ hoes in New York I was tryna’ get head screaming "Matha"
Know some shooters in Jersey that don't rock in jeserys and they got mo’ drums than a band
Pussy thought he was the man
Lyin' on that fuck nigga head hearing every word I'm saying
I'm on top of the world wherever your face I’ma stand
I'ma look, revenge then throw up the clan
Nigga it ain't that hard to knock off ya' man
I'm from the south where they thug on the end
I know (?) gon' spin to the end
Roll up JB and spin to the end
Nah he ain't gon' spin to the end
Speezy ya, he gon' spin to the end
Von, spin to the end
Bu, spin to the end
Bhlack, spin to the end
Can't fuck with uh, spin to the end
Shawn spin to the end
I got so many brothers that's gon' spin to the end
No this shit ain't a game we just locking it in
Niggas losing they brain for pretending they is
Uh, some they not
You not a gangster I see that shit in yo' eyes
Letting these folks light yo' bed head up
Just for you to die
You done ran all that bread up just to get sent to the sky
Just to get hit with this heat go to hell and fry
I got a few niggas in that cell I wish they let em' out
I was downtown with that fire
Playing offense becaue I don't plan to die
Before the rap I was stepping
I never accepted no handouts
(?) trust a ho to beat My dick but I know she fanned out
Fresh ass fuck everywhere I go that's why I stand out
These pockets filled all the way
You see me walking 'round with these bands out
Bro nem' fell some wrong they get to walking with FN's out
I heard his ass in public lie and say that's My friend spot
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