Lyrics

Guess who's back nigga, yea I'm that nigga Dresed in black with her Big ole black pistol I'm what the streets been waiting on I'm that crack nigga Like dope in the pot when it's jumping back nigga I ain't that nigga to be dissing up on them tracks nigga Cause I'll bring that gangsta shit right where you at nigga Kick in ya door and snatch ya bitch up by her tracks nigga This pistil whip you in ya face until it's flat nigga Grandma told me that they got a place for me I just nodded my head yea and told her pray for me Cause I refuse to let one of these niggas play with me So you gon' catch me with that pistol in broad day with me And I'll squeeze that bitch until it's hot nigga Down ya ass like a bottle of ciroc nigga Fuck you, fuck ya momma, fuck ya block I'm wild life baby just incase you done forgot (Hook) Nigga pull up, bitch pull up Nigga pull up, bitch pull up Nigga pull up, bitch pull up Good luck when I reach down and pull off (2) You so motherfucking pussy til it's sad nigga Pull ya panties out ya ass You wearing a pad nigga? You ain't a man You a whole bitch and a half nigga A straight hoe I'll make my sister whoop ya ass nigga You get run up with ya ___ since you bad nigga But you so pussy I'll probably look at you and laugh nigga You planning on shooting You better shoot right You think I'm worried about ya threats? Bitch I'm shooting dice I don't need my goons It's one of me My only company is a mask and a bunch of heat I put that on my momma You don't want that beef I'm finna bring it to ya Since you scared to come to me (Hook)
Writer(s): Barry Fields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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