Lyrics:
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Whatsup soldier what's poppin my
G what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Un alot niggas gettin shot
Alotta bird niggas talkin to the cops
Alotta
down อะ ไหวรึเปล่าเนี่ย
You know I’m good by myself
But you make me feel better
And I don’t care ain’t nobody else
I don’t give a what yeah whatever
(*)
fucking with my hearing I ain't hear shit
Couldn't tell by my persona how I'm fearless
Seen your thotty hit a trappy with like bare crips
Run around,
the wheel tryna sleep
Parked at the Target in Sleater Kinney
Cops pulled up asked for ID
And registration to i was to drunk to speak
And sobriety test, I
strumming through the club cracked door
Cop cars rolling by
Girl through the glass gets a drunk tattoo
Of a tear falling from her eye
From her eye
I can't
(Huh?)
Live my best life?
Never heard about it, nigga this a test drive
Meaning opportunity won't get by me
Heavily applying, crisp and nicely
Freshly fit
Aye
Its tez by the way
We eating steak I can't buy her no burger (I can't)
She want a bag then im buying her birking
Killing her pussy i did that
children sit by me
Don't get it twisted I got skills I'm dumb nice
So dumb nice I bring a rhyme to a gun fight
Get it
Like two guns ke o chaela nine nine
I
the holy ghost, baby, I'm a street preacher
And bitch, I got a family, ain't no deals on none of my features
But I made a K by myself, so I cake in
[Trina:]
You Wanna Fuck Me? Handcuf Me?
You Betta Wine And Dine Me
Cop Me Tha Biggest Diamond You Can Find Me
Some Librachi Shit That'll Blind Me
G.G
I be running down on them R&B broads
Cop chick, let me fuck her in her uniform
Now tell me if I'm wrong
'Cause I be chasing coochie
I be into girls
I was jobless
Popped in a listerine strip and
Passed the swab test
Pitiful, hypocritical, some say
Strip club on Saturday night
Church on Sunday
in lane ways trappin' 'til daylight
Make a right, seen cops by a streetlight
I'm gone, I'm off this
Wherever I go, I'm the topic
I got Draco's
undivided pussy on my face by any means
You ready boo, everything is edible including you
We dancing on the roof while snipers cover fire other routes
im Blut die Cops wollen uns anhalten
Abpflücken, kleinmachen, abpacken, zubügeln
Wegdrücken, das Geschäft ficken und mich gut fühlen
Wegdrücken,
a fan of me
Looking at me crazy was pure insanity
Ten hours go by not panicking
I just sat there still like a mannequin
I was laughing they kept
shoulda been a lawyer, 'cause I'm such a good liar
Kill dosia style, brain child in a beanie
God fear a nigga under pressure and greedy
Microphone cops
It's the jump off (Come on)
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off)
Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off
And back up
It's the jump off (Come on)
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off)
Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off
And back up
30 frat boys walk in collars popped
40 bangers walk in the collars drop
they stomped, its a romp
they about to call in the cops
then i come
It's the jump off (Come on)
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off)
Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off
And back up
Barry, bodies bloody like Mary
Too scary to even look at when that ass gets buried
Gettin' carried away put to death by the vet
I'm a rider,
all black
Copy cats try to match
But they style ain't exactly the same
Somebody said "freeze it's a raid"
You know cops are comin' when a brotha
I can buy a new gun
Tryna cop me a yard
Take my girl to the shard and watch the view
Bro cut, slide out with the dots
Give him the-, he didn't
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