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Throwing niggas off the fucking stage at they own show, ain t no bitch giving you the time of day, killing easy for a man with no faith in god
who gon stop me from going in your wallet
im alive nigga
These niggas starting to look like food, these niggas starting to look like food Sticky, ain t no bitch giving you no kind of play
I ll rip any nigga drop him at the hood when i m finished, they ain t taking bullets for you Man, throwing niggas off the fucking stage at they own show
im alive nigga
A yo these niggas ain t fucking with me, i got too much guts Up, bogart the game
niggas just made me hard
And them undercovers that you got to pay protect, these niggas starting to look like food
or imma bust right through
Killing easy for a man with no faith in god, i ll rip any nigga drop him at the hood when i m finished
You better move, you better move, who gon stop me from going in your wallet
I ve seen too much, im a loose cannon any second i could blow Fingaz, i don t know what snoop talking bout
Throwing niggas off the fucking stage at they own show, you better move, i get it poppin wherever i go
the foundation
too many bitches that will fuck you and set you up
They ain t nothing that a few funerals won t solve, throwing niggas off the fucking stage at they own show
They ain t taking bullets for you, and them undercovers that you got to pay protect
Who gon stop me from going in your wallet, these niggas corny Fingaz, a yo these niggas ain t fucking with me
i m bout to make it hard for these niggas to eat
nigga im too brolic
I love the hoes, im a loose cannon any second i could blow Fingaz, they don t even respect
the room fulla niggas just like you
They ain t taking bullets for you, too many bitches that will fuck you and set you up
Im alive nigga, i m after every unit Man, you better move
These niggas corny, they ain t taking bullets for you, they ain t taking bullets for you
I love the hoes, ain t no bitch even gon slide your way
I got too much heart i got too much heat, ain t no bitch giving you the time of day
I never leave the house though without that thang, i ve seen too much, got too many niggas that will wet you up
I ll rip any nigga drop him at the hood when i m finished, killing easy for a man with no faith in god
I get it poppin wherever i go, ain t no bitch even gon slide your way
These niggas corny, bogart the game
i m so hungry
they don t even respect
i hold too much weight
I love the hoes, blasting niggas son
Who gon stop me from going in your wallet, im trying to be good, blasting niggas son
i got too much heart i got too much heat
Take they famous shine away, i love the hoes