Nightmare On 823
Lil Maree & RocKOut
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Come on uh I like this beat right here on some Groovy Shit uh uh Let me tell you about a story, how the youngin' Servin' bowls, out here makin' it, and trappin', You know me, I be on rapping shit These other niggas be posted up, with they flag like Stop cappin aint having it The way I change up all my songs, I'm feelin' Like an activist The perky activated, bitch, I ain't constipated, I'm sorry, boo you want me, I don't want no Real relation I tried to tell my soldier, I came from none, but I ain't new to basic The time I called him, bro, it's time to slide, you Sitting counting yo paper Thats on my mama, I been him would never Catch me being no chaser I ain't no junkie, I ain't no rook, gotta keep a Glock 10 with a laser Real heavy motion, Indiana like I'm runnin' From the pacer And who the captain know on this ship, my Nigga tryna rob and take him Them hollow tips, had filled em up, I don't Know how that nigga took em If a nigga try indict me, I might have the devin Book em Two styrofoams, im' double cup, I don't know How my lean ain't shook up I had that nigga get the f*ck up, he tryna play Me like a sucker Niggas tryna play me like a sucker, but I ain't Goin' that Niggas tryna copy what I do, they bitches too Attached Swing with the pole it'll hit a nigga, right in his Face, pussy ass nigga, you a bitch Makin' no money, she callin' me daddy, this Shit automatic, it ain't got no switch Police sirens around the city, let's turn it up, Let's make a mess I'm a dog in the shit, she feelin' on me, so she Love the bones, so she love the fetch Freaky' nigga so she love the sex, diamond Teeth, get these bitches wet You broke, nigga, you ain't makin' money, so In the field, we call and text Spilled' lean on my pants, call it purple denim Got red on my feet, I'm a walkin' sinner Can't f*ck too many, I'm a bougie nigga All these hoes on the floor, let my partner hit Em F*ck Nigga wanna diss, let my partner get em Uh F*ck that, let's crop the picture Tryna build me a ho, like I'm Bob the Builder She ain't got a pretty face, ain't fuckin' with em All that flashin' guns might think you a actor Whole time, you ain't got a gun, nigga, you a Lacker Whole time, you was fakin' my nigga, you a Capper I can make it out wit rap, but I knock me a Rapper we could all make it out stop hating' on Niggas Showin' love to my brothers, I make bread With them One plate in my hand, I share it out with you I'm the man in the shit, aint no middle man, Nigga Nightmare on fuckin' Anderson Street Niggas better stack they bread and get the F*ck out by the way Cause if you in our way, we gon' step on your Necks That's on my momma, nigga Haan, bitch
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