Lyrics:
my nigga
We chopping the whole key
I slap it on a fire he slap it on a G
But yo that's still my folks be close since '93
Money over bitches running
the same way
So I hit the block in braud day
Hit all these niggas with Trae
It's in my family tree to be what I be tHUG
Niggas hate me
They don't wanna see
the garage
We do it big like we back in the Stuy
Maybe I'll sell if I rap and I lie
Maybe I'll sell if I let niggas write it
These niggas swagger jacking
Seen niggas get jacked from by that corner store, young niggas serve packs right by that corner store, polices they hot dont stop at corner stores,
Lame ass bitch I don't want your nigga
I fuck with lawyers, doctor, ballers, yeah them niggas with figures
I’ll slap a hoe up off her feet if she
by the day
Can't eat like Swayzee if you really
wanna play
It's a race gotta have to relay
Smart nigga better put on replay
But these niggas be dumb
Ya'll some hoe ass niggas, I'll slap days out you
You was raised off our shit we made rappers
Bitch ass nigga
I'll buck the fuck out that nigga
Rapper baby mama at the spot gettin' her back broke (uh)
All these pills I pop, what the fuck I'm gon' relax for? (Uh)
Niggas be like "Doe
Ren spit it
[MC Ren]
Nigga who tryin to fuck with the Ville'
Grab my dick, Fuck this trick and slay my scrill
Slap the taste right outta ya grill
(FUCK YOU LOOSE CHANGE, YOU FAGGOT!
) yeah (FEMINEM, I'ma slap tha shit outta you bitch)
MURDA INC NIGGAS!!!
[Rapping]
How many niggas hold they heat
they shit
I had niggas shootin' out from both sides
Ghost ride the hit, ghost ride the hit
Ghost ride
Fuck doin' drive-bys, when we slide
We doin'
Trae the Truth, Lil' Boss
Black Buddafly yeah
We fin to do this one here for the ghetto
Get at me
No matter what a nigga say
I'm gon be stuck in
Bag
All that internet shit be wack
Call me when you got some work or if you by the trap
Play that other shit because it slap
Fuck all that Internet
Aye John fuck em, they ain’t do shit
Slap a nigga in his face if he acting dirty
If you around my bitch nigga better not be flirty
If you acting
the motherfucking slaps
I see you, boy
Shout out the OG, Uncle Damien
Hit niggas over the head with this wisdom
They don't see where you're coming from
Also, shout
that was g
Slap that bass and flip the beat
Cause if birdy wanna tweet it's no surprise she'll follow me
If i hit back and hit it once, i got a session
to the capsule
Told them niggas now I am the captain
I'm running the streets with the mask off
Then we run through your house like a task force
Like Trae by nature
don’t plan to see a drought, bitch
Whippin my wrist, gun on my hip
Niggas don’t want it I’ll bust for a grip
Walk with a limp, slap like a pimp
You
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
motherfuckers mind
I pop the 9, you pop the 9
And all y'all motherfuckers dyin'
We gon drive by
We walk up and do these Niggas out the game
We sell 2 shot,
the street, 'bout to happily bring it back to the D
Niggas claiming harder that all of this time
Niggas believe him until I see him and then slap him and see
I got it you need it I’m bout it I’m ether
Go stream it you better download it for keepers
They bump it they slap it we hustling we trapping
Make
over and fuck you by my studio councils
Poundin' a shady nigga layin' the wood
Video tapin' me hittin' it from the back
Throwin' up the hood, yeah,
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