Exposin' Me

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MSG Skrt

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Ain't got no hoe with me
Since your bro an opp
Then you an opp don't try get close to me
Same way goes for your
Thottie thottie thot the way she phoning me
Before you even shoot
I already shot
That's the way it's suppose to be
I knew that you was cappin' when you said you'll put a whole in me
N***** keep trynna play with us MSG my niggas setting the plan up
While my tribus deliver
But your shawty trynna f*ck up my plan up
Stupid bitch so i had to dismiss her
.30 Shot to her dome piece
Send it to you n**** so you could get the messages
N***** don't know where I came from they gonna pop you n**** just for acting suspicious
N**** you fake
You said that you'll ride for your mans
But you put the blame on 'em
N***** really talkin' hot
When I see an opp
Ima let it rain on 'em
Pussy said he trynna fight
But I'm trynna shoot
I ain't playin' games with 'em
Shoot a n**** in his top
Nothing on the clock
Like if it's a game winner
You got problems you know where I'm at
N***** always be talking that shit when I see him 'em im person
I'm pulling it back
I just put 30 shots in the clip
None of my n***** holding me back
Pussy boy n***^ losing his mind
If he thinking that I'm gonna lack
MSG got the hood on the map (Aye, Aye)
Run in your shit
He a bitch n****
He not getting it back
Pulling up to my hood n****
To your hood n****
You not making it back
Kill a n**** like a beat n****
Like a beat n****
Everytime I hop on a track
Kill a n**** like a beat n****
Like a beat n****
Everytime I hop on a track
It's gon' be a murder
Shoot an opp, Shoot an opp
Just in case they heard us
N***** really thinking in they heads that they gon' murk us
Hoodie mask on hit the door like we some burglars
Hoodie mask on hit the door like we some burglars
You don't know me
RIP to your big homie
Matter of fact n**** suck a dick
To your whole gang
And your dead homies (Ahhh)
N***** trappin
They say they really trappin'
But when I pull up on 'em like "Wassup"? them niggas cappin'
Yea I'm going up
Smoke your homie
Make a song about it
Now I'm blowing up
All my n***** 157
n***** 157
All my tribus throw it up (PoPo)
Pussy we could never hang
We could never hang
N**** you be wired up
Trynna put me on the spot
With a fuckin' opp
N***** gon' get fired up
All these pussy n***** lame
Pussy n***** lame
They never gon' ride with us
All my n***** screaming gang
MSG the gang
They don't wanna f*ck with us
N**** no we not the same
You do it for the fame
I'm not gonna slide for nun
You said that your shawty loyal
But she giving brain
N**** why you lying to us?
Trynna flex on me n**** with your chain
But it doesn't glow when it's blurry n****
I'm hitting your treesh
Then you gettin' robbed
And you still gon' act like you know me n****
Don't tell me wassup
Cause I know wassup
Pussy that's why I carry this .40 n****
If I say wassup
Better know wassup
If not you gon' start losing homies n****
Ain't got no hoe with me
Since your bro an opp
Then you an opp don't try get close to me
Same way goes for your
Thottie thottie thot the way she phoning me
Before you even shoot
I already shot
That's the way it's suppose to be
I knew that you was cappin' when you said you'll put a whole in me

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