Lyrics

Is 4e till da death of me big oh choppa till da left of me i earn my Star like a raffery i cant let no nigga step on me fuck nigga know That it up with me if its up bitch is stuck with me better step up Your altilery scuwering up and merchedery if he 4e my nigga den i Love you this shit forever for internity that nigga switched up Caught tha line, he cant come back in know what that mean to me i Should've been left but i stayed down my nigga i felt like they Needed me,gave my heart to the streets i wont focus on me but nigga I just wanted my team to eat i aint neva had shit lil nigga i was Helpless i went got it i deserve to be self made something from Nothing nigga i was broke den a bitch momma late and rin i went hit Me a lick lost everything and it made me sick A nigga aint give me shit a lil nigga play he hit but he broke and Babymomma G6 curthough and ET 4E shit nigga know im the king of this Street shit somebody catch him im goin in defense im the real deal Nigga no pretend in the club pouring ten i dont drink hen Walking vila like how much ima spend He playing because i know he aint my friend They hate how im living,dont want me to win Is 4e till da death of me big oh choppa till da left of me i earn my Star like a raffery i cant let no nigga step on me fuck nigga know That it up with me if its up bitch is stuck with me better step up Your altilery scuwering up and merchedery I thought this shit was forever? What made you wake up and just turn on me i made you i gave you the Game all this shit you know you learned from me That lil nigga you with he lame trynna get back at me that aint Hurting me,i aint mad at you girl all you bitches leave that just Show me what we had aint it worth a thing Aint no heart in my chest like casiling back then i was broke she Left me on seen now im in her face maibiling She asked for sum cash and im like baby please My traphouse is a jump trampoline I got all these racks from surfing So ill be a dummy to give you my money if i go to jail you wont wait On me,if i go to jail tommorrow could i pick up and call you lil hoe Ion think so So i aint shit for nun of you bitches All you want really is the deepthroat I came up too quick these niggas be hating they think that i found me A chiko,we dont do no lacking They going for jacking you try me and im up a he hoe Enter the clip and reload riko in my neck and kilo i got em sick Chemo,gimmie that chain dibbo Push up on em serve a pack and we take it right back what you call That repose,he said he want smoke we bring it right to the door Shoot him right through the peephole Im number 1 you a 0 good dough jumping jell calling deroll Traphouse rolling dolling no dol no close Got a white hoe cooking our dough with no clothes i just told your Babybrother my zip is a one time thing come and call and get a ball Fuck at this spot you aint coming to scall nigga fuck Who you is nigga is time to go Is 4e till da death of me big oh choppa till da left of me i earn my Star like a raffery i cant let no nigga step on me fuck nigga know That it up with me if its up bitch is stuck with me better step up Your altilery scuwering up and merchedery
Writer(s): Duane Andre Jackson, Kyrin Xavier Peters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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