All The Way
RJizzle
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With a made-up mind With a made-up mind I can't seem to go all the way through Separate me and you We can tell who a leader Cougar bitch hit my line She was using a beeper It's a cooler on the But I call it a heater Picking with that bitch brain I ain't using a tweezer I can't argue with no nigga They a turn to a tweeter They let Brodie out the jam Boy he really a tweaker Fat guy on the bottom of the gun named Peter I ain't charging a hunnid But I a wax for the feature Boy the blick ain't named Bane But it'll shoot a nigga up Man this bitch real nasty Two girls, one cup Know a 10 that catch balls But her last name ain't Kupp You can call me Ro Ram Or shit Ro Tup I'm a king with a punch Why she calling me Tut Niggas fake diamonds Boy, you ain't really cut Couldn't get the hole in one So they going for the putt Couldn't hit him in the chin So I'm going for the gut Trying to build some legal money I ain't going for the cuffs And I'm buying real estate What the f*ck is some buffs Say he fucking with me I think he drinking on some duffs And I don't sing like Lil TJay But you then said enough (Nuf said) Depend on how bad it get Boy I might hold a grudge Bitch keep trying to tick me off Bet her life I won't budge Said change in my brothas On my life, I won't nudge Seen some lean up in the jar And that shit turn to sludge Lean in the jar Now that shit, mud Gang in the car Blowing big crud Tripping in the bar With a stick, up Leave a nigga scarred Get his bitch, fucked Big-ass blick Yea, the clip, it got rounds in it I ain't finna slip Cause the whip, it got pounds in it I don't even trip I'm a drip, niggas drowning it Ill hit his bitch Talking shit I'm a wild nigga Nigga, f*ck whoever hating on me I'ma close the back These pussy niggas waiting on me Gotta cut the grass These niggas get to snacking niggas When I turn my back, my niggas They went vacant, nigga Niggas hating, niggas saying I won't make it, nigga Me and RJ having motion I ain't faking, nigga Caught a nigga by surprise Thought I was playing with him Fucked a bitch and said goodbye Thought I was staying with her Fell asleep on accident Thought I was laying with her Told her I don't give a f*ck Think I'm playing with her Can't be fucking with no hoes They be getting bitter T got pounds in the house He a babysitter Niggas saying is it me No, I'm getting bigger Too many bullets in the house We got cat litter Nigga said he was a pit He a little critter Nigga ain't shot the gun yet But got gun glitter Nigga, why the f*ck you got a camo Why the f*ck you got a gun with no ammo Why you got so many opps, you ain't Rambo I'll take a nigga bitch, but I ain't Lando Free my nigga Ric I remember you was laying low Niggas wasn't with us we was robbing through the Pet Sto' I ain't even have a dog f*ck Petco I'll hit a nigga in his stomach for the Pepto (Pep Tho')
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Written by: Carlos Pearson, Rozelle Rambus
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