Letra

Yeah, I don't got no sizzle, bitch, I'm dumb Get your people, get your guns Yeah, bitch, yeah, ah Pop out, yeah What you wanna do? I got the glizzy with them 50 shots, we spin on any block Lil' homie he get at your top, and hit you with every shot We them glizzy boys, yeah, we only carry Glocks See him right here? This bitch buried a couple opps Got the dick on the Glock I done ran through a couple shots I mean ran through a couple thots I done fucked up a couple pots The people hate me, they ran in a couple spots They see a nigga be rappin' and knowing I'm finna pop Baby mama want fuck me, heard that I'm getting guap All my opp want be cool, 'cause they heard that I'm sending shots But I'm a D Boy, I'm special Ed All I hang around is retards We get you popped then pop a perc, it's time to recharge Pick that chop up (pick that chop up) Let it rip off Now pick your partner (who he?) We hit his chest first, then his head Gun him down like a expert, make sure he dead And bitch, I'm on that same block, let 'em know that we ain't scared You say you spin 'round here, I'm just surprised that you ain't dead 'Cause the last nigga spin got hit all in his head And hit all in his back, his shoulder, and his leg But hold on, girl, why you said that low? 'Cause the police watching and I don't want them to know Plus the opps trippin', got my gun at every show I even got this bitch when I'm walking in the store You heard that he want kill me, man, it's probably 'bout a hoe The world may never know But if he play with me, I hit him with that glizzy (with that glizzy) A couple shots'll knock a nigga out his misery (out his misery) And if you spin, you better spin 'til you get dizzy (you better spin 'til you get tired) I don't got no time for a hoe 'cause I be busy ('cause I be busy) Getting money Kidnap his child, have him feeling like he sunny (like he sunny) My bitch fucked my partner, had me feeling like a dummy (like a dummy) Now her best friend sucking dick, eating kids like, yummy Yeah, I just be having fun on these beats now Yeah, bitch Ooh, yeah, it ain't even about Tusk, yeah Fuck a nigga
Writer(s): Rashad Dixon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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