Lyrics:
cocked back, but he spit about one time
Slumped out, sun down, and his man coming by
With like two more trucks and they creep from behind
Threw it in
geeker, turn your bitch to a stoner
We real P's, that's why your bitch pulled up on us (P's)
Don't fuck with suckers, we can never condone 'em
Ain't
it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
So how the fuck you gon win lil nigga when I already won
His young
Beat us 'til we dumb for fun, why run
When the outcome don’t do me
Justice in the long run
So I say, "Fuck this whole world, bitch
"
Fuck everything
Fuck your bitch
Fuck the government
Fuck the world
Fuck your clique, I'm fucking done with this
Fuck you bitch
Fuck you bitch
Fuck
the bands on my rollie while my rollie's on my wrist
I don't give a fuck about 'em; when I'm with 'em they get hit
We passin' by the popo smoking shit that
Don't try us, don't try us, try us, try us, try us
I saw your bitch we might fuck, might fuck, might fuck, might fuck, might fuck
We might ride a,
the window, lighting up a smoke
[00:15.089]Got my partners smoking up the indo, cause we broke
[00:18.155]Got me driving with my seat low, now you know
I'm up to something, yea
Aw shit, I'm up to something, yea
Aw shit, I'm up to something, yea
Aw shit, I'm up to something
They don't fuck with us, fuck
on the bullet, make you feel special
Ha, what the fuck you boys talking about?
I know its us 'cause we the only thing to talk about
No one on the corner have
on the bullet, make you feel special
Ha, what the fuck you boys talking about?
I know its us 'cause we the only thing to talk about
No one on the corner have
to the red for fucking with us
Now we sick in the head nigga
By all means, it really don't stop, stay out the dark
Keep messing get marked
Face to face I'm 'a
me to fuck her
Like we'll never meet again
Tangled in the sheets
With subtle remnants of my sins
She don't want commitment
God gon be the witness
something about us
I'm O Fresh – let me say salaam
I go James Hard-en, every time I’m on
Bar for bar, they might call me Haram
I rep' H-Town with Slim Thug,
dismissed
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your
and sleep long in deep tongue, full of gum and teeth
It's when a Technician do the sets who diss the crew
The best thing for you to do
Is to let the clique
wishin' we could bring them
Back with songs like dis
Old flicks on us chillin' wit
Da old time clique
Holdin' nines, thoughts of death
Not our lives we risk
with my niggaz that bird the birds
Word to curb, my nigga you can fuck what you heard
You niggaz talk shit, pop that bitch, now swerve (take that)
Yeah,
shit when I go on a tour or
Fuck with my clique, yeh I target score board
Wait there's more or
Walk on bye why? Hits for the clips when they Rollin'
And the treacherous women we choose to lay with us
Then I don’t see a problem with just ending it all
As long as I have you to bring along for the fall
But yo, let’s
brother from another mother, we made the clique
Me and Slim from Decatur, trick
Fuck with us, get your tater split
I spit rhymes like I'm 6'9 and my
I don't give a fuck no mo
Yeah riding with the clique fuck my foes
Might pimp a saint nigga this ain't what you want
Yeah a nigga is a threat when
ridin' round in the Zuzu
You a bad broad, suck this dick if you want to
You a boujee bitch, don't fuck with him if you don't want to (nah)
I'm a rich
Pull up at the crib you won't see me at the party
In the stu all by myself cause I don't fuck with anybody
Not a day goes by where I'm ever feeling
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