Lyrics

Everybody hard till a nigga get whacked Young nigga from the westside, pull up on the nat We ain't going back and forth, shoot his ass in the back Nigga wanna beef, we gon' see him in the street I ain't worried about his ass, he'll be dead in a week Nigga wanna beef, we gon' see him in the street I ain't worried about his ass, he'll be dead in a week Young nigga from the gutter with the neck on my feet Bitch keep saying I'm the best, I'mma beast Bitch keep laying on my chest when I'm sleep She gon' suck my dick if I tell her you see Out in the club with my weapon on me there's a felony on me, got a felon on me That nigga a pussy, he telling on me Why you telling on me You ain't stepping I see Nigga keep texting my phone like a animal they keep saying I can't come back to Campbellton Nigga want smoke and I swear I'mma handle it Pull up on them with the 40 and balance it I been jumped out the porch, ain't no amateur MAD scandalous Play with this shit and get put in a hearse Make the wrong move and I'm shooting him first I want the money, got tired of the killing I ain't saving no bitch so that make me a villain I get the actavis and turn it to purple This new baby bottle, it's sponsored by Gerber I started rapping, I used to be serving My momma them happy, I found me a purpose I got a Arab, he gon' get to blasting you look at me crazy, he come out the turf Nigga want war with me Glock 23 gon' shoot like Michael on three They gave him a year, so I wrote him a letter He didn't shed a tear so I bought him a sweater Got rid of that bitch and I'm doing so better He pay for some gas, so I gave him a pedal Nigga keep hating, I'mma give him a medal She want some gold, I'mma give her a shovel New bitch rich like Venus Serena, I tried to push up on "lifeasnina" If she respond, I go to her house I sit on the couch and I whip out my penis Real young nigga from the westside pull up on the best side, talking that shit get chastised I'mma but another whip, got the best ride Real zone one shit with the best out Young nigga from the gutta with the neck on my feet Bitch keep saying I'm the best, I'mma beast Bitch keep laying on my chest when I'm sleep She gon' suck my dick if I tell her you see Out in the club with my weapon on me there's a felony on me, got a felon on me That nigga a pussy, he telling on me Why you telling on me You ain't stepping I see Nigga keep texting my phone like a animal they keep saying I can't come back to Campbellton Nigga want smoke and I swear imma handle it Pull up on them with the 40 and balance it I been jumped out the porch, ain't no amateur MAD scandalous Play with this shit and get put in a hearse Make the wrong move and I'm shooting him first
Writer(s): Marcus Leaks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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