
They Won’t Believe You Big Flock (Ft. Rico Nasty)
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Yeah
Damn
Big Flock, nigga
Aye, aye
[Verse 1]
And I'm talkin' to my baby mama, tellin' her my secrets
Told her I'ma smoke her stupid ass if she don't keep it
Put this 40 to her head, she talkin' to the Reaper
If I ain't tryn' get real messy, then I'll put her in a sleeper
Shoot that nigga in the head
Now his hairline is recedin'
And they gave him CPR
'Cause the pussy wasn't breathin'
I wore these jeans for 60 days, but I'm still flyer than a eagle
I'm movin' drugs along the freeway, while I'm blastin' Beanie Sigel
They tryn' compare me to these rappers, but these niggas ain't my equal
And they keep talkin' bout my 'Sonny' tape, I'm workin' on a sequel
I'm lookin' at my daughter, wonderin' how she come from somethin' evil
And I'm still in the gutter, 'cause a nigga do it for my people
I'm always in my donk, like that shit a muthafuckin' Beetle
And niggas don't wann' bump wit' me, they better off catchin' the measles
Before you talk to me, you better talkin' to my Desert Eagle
And you can say Big Flock a pussy, but I know they won't believe you
Nigga!
Damn
Big Flock, nigga
Aye, aye
[Verse 1]
And I'm talkin' to my baby mama, tellin' her my secrets
Told her I'ma smoke her stupid ass if she don't keep it
Put this 40 to her head, she talkin' to the Reaper
If I ain't tryn' get real messy, then I'll put her in a sleeper
Shoot that nigga in the head
Now his hairline is recedin'
And they gave him CPR
'Cause the pussy wasn't breathin'
I wore these jeans for 60 days, but I'm still flyer than a eagle
I'm movin' drugs along the freeway, while I'm blastin' Beanie Sigel
They tryn' compare me to these rappers, but these niggas ain't my equal
And they keep talkin' bout my 'Sonny' tape, I'm workin' on a sequel
I'm lookin' at my daughter, wonderin' how she come from somethin' evil
And I'm still in the gutter, 'cause a nigga do it for my people
I'm always in my donk, like that shit a muthafuckin' Beetle
And niggas don't wann' bump wit' me, they better off catchin' the measles
Before you talk to me, you better talkin' to my Desert Eagle
And you can say Big Flock a pussy, but I know they won't believe you
Nigga!
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