Check Da Score, Pt. 3
Yvng AJ
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I’m like woah Don’t care about the score no mo my nigga we too up My niggas said tell em one mo time I thought two was enough I’m plugged in with them shooters one phone call they wet you up Diss me outta town Ima getcho ass stuck up Wait nigga hold on If you think you cold as me My weed be so strong It be hard for me to breathe Told shorty so long You belong right to the streets I miss my old home Never thought I make part three Mama told me gotta watch how I move Killing this shit I done got in my groove Baby she listen to me when she cruise Her pussy wet I don’t gotta use lube I was sippin drank when I made part one I made part two and I thought I was done For this rap shit I was playin with guns Need a drum mag when I have my son I be gettin high Cause sometimes get paranoid Damn I miss my guys They told me to make some noise So I’m goin far I won’t stop can’t never rest They gon see a star My grandma said be the best Need a mansion with a lambo but it ain’t no rush Won’t internet beef cause I don’t even like that stuff He can talk all day but I kno his gun won’t bust Steady barkin like a dog Ima call you a fuckin mutt I’m like woah Don’t care about the score no mo my nigga we too up My niggas said tell em one mo time I thought two was enough I’m plugged in with them shooters one phone call they wet you up Diss me outta town Ima getcho ass stuck up Wait nigga hold on If you think you cold as me My weed be so strong It be hard for me to breathe Told shorty so long You belong right to the streets I miss my old home Never thought I make part three Back then I was servin gas I can pull up super quick I was quick to treat yo ass If you asked me for a nick M4 carbine gon shoot fast Leave you floatin like a fish Hang with niggas that get cash F*ck with us we grant yo wish My lil cousin wanna rari and she can’t even drive Money keep me motivated you see guap in my eyes I come from the 80s lotta niggas meet they demise Watch what come up out yo mouth that be the reason you die Gotta semi automatic on me these niggas don’t want no smoke Let a nigga run up shoot his ass in the face turn shorty to a ghost Make the opps run away now the Jakes pullin up then it’s time to go This the last one nigga cause you not finna see me make a part four
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