Lyrics:
fuckin' tongue
I'ma kill this fuckin' bum
I put that on my youngest son
I'll bust a gun
Have bullets flyin' out the fuckin' drum
Holdin' up a 9 in my hand
dis shit
Imma kick the door nigga where the safe (Boom get down)
Yea you know what it is nigga
Put yo hands up bet not reach fa ya waist (Let me get it)
think he movin smarter
Granny said you remind me of yo father
Youngin Hearing rumors bout his brother
Heard lil folks set it up
He like damn nigga
through, samurai like "who is you?"
Keep tha knife up on they side
They be right up for ya life
Whatcha mean, Put tha blade up in ya spleen
Hey Lil shawty
hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin' mad
What? Yeah yeah, so!
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream
your housing
Yeah, it's raw lingo when the king go
Dutch link, nuts big as shit
Taste the rainbow (Ayo, yo)
Put your paper up and threaten shit
Or tie
nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it
Put my game down
Hold the game you fucking blew it
Put my name down
And it seems you fucked up like
and I came up, remember that killa,
That nigga named LeathaFace, now if you thug nigga pick up you pump,
and buck it, put a bitch up in a gutter, fuck it,
finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up like you got it on yo
Yo RJ I'm bout to have people going crazy
They say my name like
Kev... Jordan
I woke up this morning
Sike nah I ain't been to sleep
I been getting
leave em bloody wit gashes
Drive by shoot em up then we dashin
Pedal to medal hope I don't crash it
Talk shit but yo bitch look ratchet
This shit
Yo, I don't think I could use any more beats from that guy
It's from the same guy called Wolfing Progress
Here we go with this remix
Yo
I'm K-Boyd
came up from nothing no flexing n fronting
Lil Woldy just earn and consume
Think it's a game then you tripping don’t be a statistic
Cause they'll put yo
side shit
Yea I'll chunk my hood while I'm on yo set (50)
Work ah nine to five and then hit the block by six
Can't nan hoe fuck wimme I'm on my Shit
the slums(YEAH!)
put yo hood up, show a nigga where ya from
and if they hate that, then get da job done
(HEY HEY HEY HEY)
what we ridin?[what we ridin?]
big
still got bags full of tags we been popping out alot
Get wet up by that new super soaker, Got the bags from out the Kroger
Love when she talk to me
with me
And your man Fifty put your money on me
King Mathers made me to blow up
Re-Up I'll crush that you know Cash up Shady!
[Chorus - Eminem]
See us
I'm blank
Ex bitch left me stabbed by a shank
They had me out trapped by dank
I'm rolling you up baby but it stank
Express yo feelings whenever you down
might pull a Lil Jon and let a Bruce Bruce hit her
I'll be gone till November, gon' cry me a river
You could die, but I figure I'ma try and be the bigger
gone get you
Stuntin like my daddy yea call me lil Wayne
Wit dis big AK ready to blow a nigga brains
Badass bitch I'll make her scream my name
I put it
you done messed up
I got hood niggas from the slums
I got the white boys going dumb
Fuck on yo hoe
I did it for fun
I put a daycare right on her tongue
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that's built to last
Fuck with me, I'll put my foot in your ass
See, I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what
Weezy, fresh, and unplugged
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Give me a big fine bitch in a dress
One put them lips in effect
Suck the dick 'til the shit in her
runnin From opps
I feel like a janitor i'm wiping yo Hood so my niggas bringing the Mop
But my niggas bringing the chops
We stay by the opps and we
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