Pop My Shit
Jrocky318
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I'm a little bit different I claim that shit Take out the one And I take out the two Don't lie for that nigga You die for that nigga We sending some shots We take off your roof You come from the trenches You keep you a pistol Hit me a blunt And I do my dance Straight out the hood And I'm keeping my pants down Bitch go get yo mans Cake been baked lil wordy Rko like randy orton Talk that shit i get that forty Creep down we put shit in comas Ain never had to sit in corners Stay protected i don't do corona You shoot first and I shoot back Good chance you gone get whacked Got more pain I gotta speak on Heard a street nigga broke the g code Bitch nigga know we getting free throws Take all y'all going hell mode One by one we gone get that boy Shoot yo stick don't get in that car No cap in my rap pop my shit And I got my scrap Play with the youngin I shoot at your eyes These niggas don't like that I came out the jungle Straight out that eight And I'm hitting at his ride These niggas be talking Ain't ready to scuffle Throw dirt on my name Don't make no sense Bitch ass nigga wanna Hang with the clique Drop that addy imma spend real quick Bitch ass nigga can't bang on shit I load up that weapon I grip on that fire Too much to live in this life Why wouthd you fake on the kid Picking a side won't get you a win You say that you bout it Go catch you a wig You got me fucked up Could've rocked out on that scene You got me fucked up Could've rocked out with that beam I'm a little bit different I claim that shit Take out the one And I take out the two Don't lie for that nigga You die for that nigga We sending some shots We take off your roof You come from the trenches You keep you a pistol Hit me a blunt And I do my dance Straight out the hood And I'm keeping my pants down Bitch go get yo mans Who want smoke with rock My lil nigga gone bust the glock Creep side to side we gotta opp Take one of mines it'll never stop Late nights we was thug on the block Don't play on my top bitch You talk that tough shit Don't play around And get hit wit a opp stick Crucify em tryna run down and stamp some Make em pray to god today Young nigga made a way Bitch nigga wanna play Point me to the safe When I'm down they happy When I'm up they sad When you talk bout me that's gone be yo ass Pop my shit and i lose my collar You run yo shit imma pop yo noggin He mug gin so we gotta problem Bitch nigga must have seen them choppers I load up that weapon I grip on that fire Too much to live in this life Why would you fake on the kid Picking a side won't get you a win You say that you bout it Go catch you a wig You got me fucked up Could've rocked out on that scene You got me fucked up Could've rocked out with that beam I'm a little bit different I claim that shit Take out the one And I take out the two Don't lie for that nigga You die for that nigga We sending some shots We take off your roof You come from the trenches You keep you a pistol Hit me a blunt And I do my dance Straight out the hood And I'm keeping my pants down Bitch go get yo mans Cake been baked lil wordy Rko like randy orton Talk that shit I get that forty Creep down we put shit in comas Ain never had to sit in corners Stay protected I don't do corona You shoot first and I shoot back Good chance you gone get whacked
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