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For Me
by Mce PJ
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My 40 like Mike Tyson, she be puttin', niggas right to sleep, I be on that M block they ont' be out, so I leave in peace, this cougar inna' car
She give you neck for disrespecting me
Bitch, I get it on and get it gone, yeah, it's the gas for me
Shorty brown skin and kinda thick yea its the ass for me
Brother told me, huh, aye go and, get him, get the pass for me
Nah can't see my face when I'm on missions, it's the mask for me
Nah I don't shoot out windows on my momma, I hop out on feet
Hawk him down, get him gone with ease
This Glock a lemon, squeeze, a dick stuck in his bitch
And it's a 50 right on side of me
You would think this bitch a switch, the way I make her cum for me
She say she feel safe on the dime, this whea' the shooters be
Pull up on they block and pop his top, it's the walk down for me
Hopping out the truck with a new clip and the same Glock with me
Hit him in his shit yeah , with that glick, it was them shots for me
We rock out on they block like we the Beatles, its the chop for me
I be out in traffic, trafficking, yeah, it's a knot with me
It's a lil' bitch in my DMs, say she got the drop for me
AM to the PM on my nigga, we be stalking him, we spot him, then we drop him
Yeah, lil' nigga, it's the box for him
RIP yo' nigga, fuck yo' nigga cause he Rest In Piss
Bitch, I stand on business, I don't got time for doing this music shit
I be out in traffic with that Glizzy all up on my hip
That 40 get to singing Whitney Houston all up in this bitch
Yeah, we got the drop on different opps, yeah, it's the lo's for me
Hit him with big 30 on my mama, tagged his toe for me
My Glizzy got a clear, clip but my baby, still go blow for me
Dressed in all black, a monkey suit, yeah, it's the clothes for me
I love huntin' for the opps, lil' nigga, it's the ghost in me
They be out of town, greavin' and dissin', they ain't in the streets
Bitch, I work a ten to four, a nine to five, that's not for me
A bad bitch on my dick and this lil' bitch said she go sing for me, yeah
You feel me? Yeah, free the 30, god damn it
Know how the fuck I'm coming on this bitch, yeah
Yeah, free Lil' Rue, free Mooda G
Free Lil' Roy out that motherfucka', Free Jesse Get Messy
Free C-Town, god damn it
Know how the fuck we coming, yeah
Strength
Strength
My 40 like Mike Tyson, she be puttin', niggas right to sleep, I be on that M block they ont' be out, so I leave in peace, this cougar inna' car
She give you neck for disrespecting me
Bitch, I get it on and get it gone, yeah, it's the gas for me
Shorty brown skin and kinda thick yea its the ass for me
Brother told me, huh, aye go and, get him, get the pass for me
Nah can't see my face when I'm on missions, it's the mask for me
Nah I don't shoot out windows on my momma, I hop out on feet
Hawk him down, get him gone with ease
This Glock a lemon, squeeze, a dick stuck in his bitch
And it's a 50 right on side of me
You would think this bitch a switch, the way I make her cum for me
She say she feel safe on the dime, this whea' the shooters be
Pull up on they block and pop his top, it's the walk down for me
Hopping out the truck with a new clip and the same Glock with me
Hit him in his shit yeah , with that glick, it was them shots for me
We rock out on they block like we the Beatles, its the chop for me
I be out in traffic, trafficking, yeah, it's a knot with me
It's a lil' bitch in my DMs, say she got the drop for me
AM to the PM on my nigga, we be stalking him, we spot him, then we drop him
Yeah, lil' nigga, it's the box for him
RIP yo' nigga, fuck yo' nigga cause he Rest In Piss
Bitch, I stand on business, I don't got time for doing this music shit
I be out in traffic with that Glizzy all up on my hip
That 40 get to singing Whitney Houston all up in this bitch
Yeah, we got the drop on different opps, yeah, it's the lo's for me
Hit him with big 30 on my mama, tagged his toe for me
My Glizzy got a clear, clip but my baby, still go blow for me
Dressed in all black, a monkey suit, yeah, it's the clothes for me
I love huntin' for the opps, lil' nigga, it's the ghost in me
They be out of town, greavin' and dissin', they ain't in the streets
Bitch, I work a ten to four, a nine to five, that's not for me
A bad bitch on my dick and this lil' bitch said she go sing for me, yeah
You feel me? Yeah, free the 30, god damn it
Know how the fuck I'm coming on this bitch, yeah
Yeah, free Lil' Rue, free Mooda G
Free Lil' Roy out that motherfucka', Free Jesse Get Messy
Free C-Town, god damn it
Know how the fuck we coming, yeah
Strength
Strength
