Storm
PesoWyo
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It's a storm comin', nigga, better be put up, go inside I be with the killers off the seven, niggas run and hide I can't trust that nigga, he ain't gang, he ain't one of mine I can't trust a soul, everybody out her fuckin' lyin Niggas runnin' they mouth, that's why they ass really out her dyin' I'm a real one of one, can't nobody out here match my kind How you hang with Tony Hawk, but your ass still ain't got no grind Wake up every day, bitch I'm tryin' to put my shit on shine Hope that boy don't cross the line Swear to God if he do, that's gon' be his last time I'ma get his nose wiped like I'm top slime Askin' can I rap fast, I ain't Busta Rhyme I been gettin' bags, I might put it on your head top I don't f*ck with 12, even though my white homie a cop Why the f*ck these hoes on my dick? I don't flex a lot I just pop out when I want to, you put that on or not? Guess not, 'cause that boy ain't really gettin' no hoes He make one wrong move up in this shit, I get his ass exposed Bendin' hoes over at the crib like it's red nose They want me to show some love, but I'm out here chasin' goals Need a bad bitch, something like Ruby Rose When she mad at me, don't f*ck no nigga, f*ck that rose On the block with my niggas standin' ten toes Shit change, that's how life goes Hate when niggas talkin' tough, damn near left 'em froze I can't kick it with you bitches, I be with my bros Had to cut some niggas off, actin' like some hoes Bitch, I'm the one up in this shit, like I'm Derrick Rose Who the f*ck that bad bitch is? I'm tryin' to slide in They can't see me when I pull up, just what I ride in I can't talk to you if it ain't bout no damn backend Unless it's 'bout your bitch, I like to beat her back in It's a storm comin', nigga, better be put up, go inside I be with the killers off the seven, niggas run and hide I can't trust that nigga, he ain't gang, he ain't one of mine I can't trust a soul, everybody out her fuckin' lyin Niggas runnin' they mouth, that's why they ass really out her dyin' I'm a real one of one, can't nobody out here match my kind How you hang with Tony Hawk, but your ass still ain't got no grind Wake up every day, bitch I'm tryin' to put my shit on shine Hope that boy don't cross the line Swear to God if he do, that's gon' be his last time I'ma get his nose wiped like I'm top slime Askin' can I rap fast, I ain't Busta Rhyme I can rap fast, but, I don't do it I'm just in my comfort zone, I'm makin' all this music Bitch thinks she runnin' game, on me, I ain't stupid I can't show no love no more, my nigga shot Cupid My cuzz a hothead, told his lil ass cool it Better not pull out no gun if you ain't gon' use it It's a storm comin', my niggas gon' get ruthless Don't know what that nigga did, but he move like Rufus One wrong move, have my niggas shoot shit Bitch get passed around, on some real ho shit Barely get seen, I don't be up in the mix Barely get seen, I don't be up in the
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