Lyrics:
These kids a blessing baby
These kids a blessing baby
These kids a blessing baby
Child of the heavens now
These kids a blessing baby
These kids
thugin' in the street
You claim it that you wanna be Vegan, but you love my beef
Love the time I'm with you, baby, You are my piece
Baby, tell me if you
don't call her alert (brrp)
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
Uh, yeah, profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby
Hey, I got a question for the ladies out there
Yeah, 'cause there's a few things that I would like to know
Before I fuck with you
Oh, baby could
pretty I get you to the
Crib for I forget it we kick it for a minute
But I'll kick ya out if I feel you tryna know
To much of my business baby so chill out
my friend
They got me starin' at the
World through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast
'cause
bright blue
So called beef with you-know-who fuck it
He just let em kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had our niggas sitting
Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
(Tony Snow, know what Im talkin
Gangster Original, listen check, je
Yung Beef, je
mm-mm
Latin Trap (Je)
Zorra, vas muy rápido, no me metas presión (mm-mm-mm)
¿Qué?
(Helluva made this beat, baby) yeah
They got my mans on twenty-four
They push his tray under his door
I used to sleep inside the cold
Now heated
had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
Niggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap
Yeah, you hit us up and now we
time
I'll always be a thug, until I'm trippin' and crazy
I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne and Baby
Runnin' with a team off cut-throats
nigga, let's beef, beef
We can do it how ya want, or take it to the streets, streets
I'll be dressed in camouflage, Ree's on my feet
Through your air
of this bitch
You want this whopper come and get your beef nigga
I'm not a boxer I'm be brief nigga
Were on top I will put you underneath niggas
We will
check it
Reminiscin' to nothin' you ever heard
Iceberg Slim, baby, ride rims through the suburbs
Funds come in lump sums, never ends deferred
Get
Ya'll niggas want to get high, well we gonna get high then
This shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby
50 Cent uh, take it how you want
to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
Love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap
Yeah, you hit us up and now we owe you
sweetest southern girl
Said your times up
Put your signs up
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
Baby, what the fuck wrong, wrong with them?
What
[Baby] Thatzhowwe Roll
[B.G.]
Niggaz be petrified, out in the streetz, it'z do or die
You Want Beef, grab yo' strap, saddle up and ride
When itz time
Bee-Bee-Beef Boy
Yo era tu crackbaby, baby, ya no me pones
Tu eras mi musa baby, droga y cancione', oh
Babe, me están buscando
Salí a la calle sin dinero,
baby)
Chatt town, not no fucking Grady
(Not no fucking Grady)
But Atlanta still help raise me
(Still help raise me)
Want beef but you think it's gravy
my baby's momma
Now what I look like givin this bitch half my shit
She was in the trap with me and sold half my bricks
I said my niggas don't dance
Saddersound
Stepping out my whip you see
Ignite you like switching the key
Baby you know I'm from the AD
So you know I got a few G's
But really
(Shorty got me switching lanes)
('Cause, shorty, I'm on the go)
(Can you tell me what's your name?)
('Cause, baby, I wanna know)
(Lil' shorty, we
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