Momma House (feat. 10k LaFlare)
Rocky LeDale
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Stay up on my shit, I got my weight all covered Riding wit’ a stick, dare y’all to take sum from him Imma drop a hit and do baseball numbers I can send a blitz, don’t know which way y’all coming We can let them shots rang at yo momma house Flexing for these hoes ain’t shit to die about You is not a gangsta Tre, won’t ride out Heard you niggas got shit to say, lemme find out We can let shots rang at yo momma house It’s time to slide out You is not a gangsta Tre, won’t ride out Flexing for these hoes ain’t shit to die about Trap shit, days to weeks This rap shit, make believe It’s a million things to do but don’t play wit’ me The tool legit, draw the stick, erase the scene I do the most but I say the least These niggas claiming shit I never knew Gangstas in the studio, remember you from school Niggas jokes, fake smoke, K2 Them niggas that you calling bro’, can they save you? Guess some niggas wanna die so bad Go and drop a body, f*ck getting a tat They rather make a stat when they knowing it’s that I ain’t moving like that I ain’t going like that Let a nigga find yo LoLo Then we pull up slo-mo Bend the block, send some shots, then we do it one mo’ These niggas outta pocket dawg, just like Tony Romo Tell these niggas stop it dawg, we ain’t taking no mo’ Stay up on my shit, I got my weight all covered Riding wit’ a stick, dare y’all to take sum from him Imma drop a hit and do baseball numbers I can send a blitz, don’t know which way y’all coming We can let them shots rang at yo momma house Flexing for these hoes ain’t shit to die about You is not a gangsta Tre, won’t ride out Heard you niggas got shit to say, lemme find out We can let shots rang at yo momma house It’s time to slide out You is not a gangsta Tre, won’t ride out Flexing for these hoes ain’t shit to die about It’s to ride out Like lemme find out where them pussy niggas hide out His block bussin’, spin that bitch and leave it dry now You ain’t tuff, you just wanna be Just know this drum hold a 100 piece I don’t play wit’ niggas, this ain’t Uno Kill you and the closest niggas you know Shots rang out, niggas ducking, everybody running Facebook post, niggas wolfin’ lemme show ‘em something New blick came wit’ extendo Anybody get it, even kinfolk I got trust issues, think this bitch might jam on me My homie since 11, fucked around and turned 12 on me Niggas snitch like it’s the thing to do I can show yo ass a thing or 2 Pockets blue just like they bang wit’ Nip That boy was loud, they smoked him like a zip Stay up on my shit, I got my weight all covered Riding wit’ a stick, dare y’all to take sum from him Imma drop a hit and do baseball numbers I can send a blitz, don’t know which way y’all coming We can let them shots rang at yo momma house Flexing for these hoes ain’t shit to die about You is not a gangsta Tre, won’t ride out Heard you niggas got shit to say, lemme find out We can let shots rang at yo momma house It’s time to slide out You is not a gangsta Tre, won’t ride out Flexing for these hoes ain’t shit to die about
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