Lyrics:
matter nigt or
day see reactin right away; bring it on when the temerature rise; my intention to ride ain't no intent but he die; niggas
speed like us 40
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
Nigga this is BlackenedWhite
Nigga fuck the black and whites
I'mma strap my mothafuckin' bat and knife
Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right
clean i got em in two’s bitch
These niggas spinning around acting like i owe em favors they know dat i dont
How u gon call me brudda then play bout
sly silvers, nigga (Ha)
All I see is commas
And all I see is franks
If you ain’t about no dollas
Get the fuck up out my face
All I see is commas
(8)
(Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here)
Sittin' behind five percent, you can see the chi-nain
Lil' one goin' crazy, ready to sprrt for
greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
came a long way
Yeah we don' lost a lot of niggas that was speedin down the wrong way
See these days these niggas squeeze triggas quicker than yo boys
get by
Can’t hang around me unless the bitch fly
Rich nigga attitude I ain’t no rich guy
Rich nigga attitude I ain't no rich guy
Hands up its a toast
I was really in the trap with the army
Two guns on me, near nigga couldnt harm me
Where my competition at, let me hear somethin
I hear my competition
I can't speak on no nigga they do shit for the gram You really gon die by the state bitch I'm just trying to see let me know what it ain't They
100 through it all
Hell yea I'm quick to grind by myself
They say he boujee cuz don't be out unless it's for a check
Niggas ain't on they own 2 so it
this shit is my hobby
Lil Bitch Use her Mouth and that shit is real sloppy
Stay away from these niggas my soul can feel the envy
Twenty two For a bag
a whole lotta
Niggas frontin' in my hood
Had to get it on my own
Ain't no frontin' in my hood
Bitch, you pussy, I'm gon' stand by that
Come get up in my
It's about grind
Look at my shit and say I ain't got shit nigga you die
Taking yo head for taking a shot at my pride
Fuck nigga losing your mind
We
Bitch i ain't picky
A nigga was bumping my track, Started dapping him up
Man I swear that y'all niggas too litty
My girl standing right by my side
When
and you niggas ain't safe
I don't see no real niggas man you niggas is fake
I be fucking on your bitch wit that shit on my waist
When I hit it from the back
nigga)
(Bring it up to me)
(Uh)
Sit by myself
With this chrome
Until I roam
Wen r u coming home
A nigga kick ur door in
Screaming nigga im home
Daddies
niggas be lying in they versus You just got to see that shit in person Brought my bitch a bag but it ah birkin
Ain tripping she gone reimburse me Twelve
lil circle I fuck with like a beetle
Brain sharp furthest of slant tip on the needle
Niggas so hard to read I'm so see through
If I stand in front
Bring the motherfucking cars home
Nigga
We be driving trucks
Every December to motherfucking February
Two months in a row
Nigga, we be living that
Kingscure II lyrics BY Hubert Hakizimana
Boo-boo boommm
Yeah, Uhhh, Yeah
Uuuhhh
I can still hear u talking to me when I’m trying to write a verse we
Man nigga hit you up just to let you know I love you dawg
I just had to let you know right now
Cuz you know I know what yo life about
Verse 2
cnd I'm proving the shit
U niggas lost like how many men
Folk said he was gon slide
He ain do it again
Nigga hiding tryna see where he went
Fa
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