Lyrics

(YTMKB) One of my biggest fears is my niggas switching up Say they heart ain't really big enough And we ride 'round with guns probably big as us And we be on some 2Pac shit, "Hit 'Em Up" (Aloy) (You know how the kid play) Tell them, "Spin a bend" they send shots flyin' Say he wanna be famous, put him on Fox 5, ayy And I ride with the mob, check out mob ties I might just pull up and hop out the coupe, it got frog eyes Ayy, ayy, nigga play with Unfoonk and get hogtied Nigga play with Unfoonk, then they all die Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie, even he small fry Why would I lie? Old murder never switching up (ah) You say you niggas gangsters, you ain't did enough (ah-ah) Spin the block a couple times, think they did enough (spin it) Hail Mary, 2Pac shit, I'm 'bout to Hit 'Em Up (ah) And listen up, disrespect you nigga crazy, your work ethic lazy (shit) Black hair on a nigga, 8 Mile, shit, I'm shady I get wicked with this paper (ah), don't get me thinking crazy (ah) Send the word to them apes, erase your whole generation (aah) Every nigga around me wicked like, "Why would I lie?" Slime ball nigga like, "Ya-ya-ya" If I ever told a soul, I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah" I won't change on my brother for nah, nah, nah (Unfoonk) Tell them, "Spin a bend" they send shots flyin' Say he wanna be famous, put him on Fox 5, ayy And I ride with the mob, check out mob ties I might just pull up and hop out the coupe, it got frog eyes Ayy, ayy, nigga play with Unfoonk and get hogtied Nigga play with Unfoonk, then they all die Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie, even he small fry Why would I lie? Why would I lie? (What?) I got mob ties (fuck) When they see the gang feel it changing, they get frog-eyed And I've been right round the way, it's not a long ride So if you 'bout it be about it at all times And I'm tryna run my racks up on niggas But they wanna make me act up on niggas But they say a young nigga wrong riding with killas But they don't know that just how you gotta ride, when you got them figures And they don't know that just how you gotta ride when you that nigga (on god) The choppa on the floor but I got the Glock right here in the middle (boom, boom, boom) And I want you think it's sweet but it's really sour when it gets bitter Once a lil' nigga, I've been riding 'round have a bag up, now I'm bigger Tell them, "Spin a bend" they send shots flyin' Say he wanna be famous, put him on Fox 5, ayy And I ride with the mob, check out mob ties I might just pull up and hop out the coupe, it got frog eyes Ayy, ayy, nigga play with Unfoonk and get hogtied Nigga play with Unfoonk, then they all die Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie, even he small fry Why would I lie? (Aloy) (You know how the kid play) (YTMKB)
Writer(s): Rickey Hill, Quintavis Grier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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