Yea
Know What I'm Talking Bout Nigga
Finesse
Money make money
Thats the art of the hustle
Watch out for them suckas
I know they gone cross ya
You trynna stand around get some clout
We gone boss ya
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
F*ck wit me wrong and i'm coming wit madness
We want all the smoke nigga ashes to ashes
Pull my card lil nigga it'll get tragic
I dare a nigga to start it get lit like matches
Why niggas wild out i only imagine
I called and made a phone call nah i ain't asking
These niggas be washed up lookin ashy
Young nigga smoking i just call it relaxing
Young nigga ridin round like whats hadnin
Last nigga tried he seen whats hadnin
12 ask questions we don't know what happened
Naw we don't talk to laws we don't know what happened
I woke up this morning my nigga that's a blessing
Young nigga it'll get better count ya
Blessings
I heard he got packed cause he was talkin bout steppin
He better get his act right or earn his lesson
You go against the grain we gone kill ya
You disrespectful mothaf*cka know we gone spill ya
Runnin off at ya mouth
Know we gone slide
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
You poppin off out ya mouth know we gone slide
Grimy mothaf*cka ain't nothing to ride
And niggas out here runnin round on that f*ck shit
F*ck shit f*ck shit
You cross the line f*ck nigga know we gone slide
It aint really nothing i be down for the drama
Lame ass niggas ain't more real than my momma
These hoes don't love you aint nobody like momma
Young nigga on the grind trynna come up
So i can pop out feeling good for the summer
Bad lil bitch had to ask for her number
But pussy never ever more important than comma's
The plan is to make myself a boss
You young ass niggas need to gone boss ya life up
See me pop out need to gone put ya wife up
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
I hit my plug up for the kush smoke
I always f*ck wit him cause he got the best smoke
Smoking on gelato got my head gone
Stay out the way f*ck around get ya head blown
You know what it is nigga
Finesse
Straight Finesse
DJK - Madness Lyrics
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Yea
Know What I'm Talking Bout Nigga
Finesse
Money make money
Thats the art of the hustle
Watch out for them suckas
I know they gone cross ya
You trynna stand around get some clout
We gone boss ya
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
F*ck wit me wrong and i'm coming wit madness
We want all the smoke nigga ashes to ashes
Pull my card lil nigga it'll get tragic
I dare a nigga to start it get lit like matches
Why niggas wild out i only imagine
I called and made a phone call nah i ain't asking
These niggas be washed up lookin ashy
Young nigga smoking i just call it relaxing
Young nigga ridin round like whats hadnin
Last nigga tried he seen whats hadnin
12 ask questions we don't know what happened
Naw we don't talk to laws we don't know what happened
I woke up this morning my nigga that's a blessing
Young nigga it'll get better count ya
Blessings
I heard he got packed cause he was talkin bout steppin
He better get his act right or earn his lesson
You go against the grain we gone kill ya
You disrespectful mothaf*cka know we gone spill ya
Runnin off at ya mouth
Know we gone slide
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
You poppin off out ya mouth know we gone slide
Grimy mothaf*cka ain't nothing to ride
And niggas out here runnin round on that f*ck shit
F*ck shit f*ck shit
You cross the line f*ck nigga know we gone slide
It aint really nothing i be down for the drama
Lame ass niggas ain't more real than my momma
These hoes don't love you aint nobody like momma
Young nigga on the grind trynna come up
So i can pop out feeling good for the summer
Bad lil bitch had to ask for her number
But pussy never ever more important than comma's
The plan is to make myself a boss
You young ass niggas need to gone boss ya life up
See me pop out need to gone put ya wife up
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
I hit my plug up for the kush smoke
I always f*ck wit him cause he got the best smoke
Smoking on gelato got my head gone
Stay out the way f*ck around get ya head blown
You know what it is nigga
Finesse
Straight Finesse
Know What I'm Talking Bout Nigga
Finesse
Money make money
Thats the art of the hustle
Watch out for them suckas
I know they gone cross ya
You trynna stand around get some clout
We gone boss ya
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
F*ck wit me wrong and i'm coming wit madness
We want all the smoke nigga ashes to ashes
Pull my card lil nigga it'll get tragic
I dare a nigga to start it get lit like matches
Why niggas wild out i only imagine
I called and made a phone call nah i ain't asking
These niggas be washed up lookin ashy
Young nigga smoking i just call it relaxing
Young nigga ridin round like whats hadnin
Last nigga tried he seen whats hadnin
12 ask questions we don't know what happened
Naw we don't talk to laws we don't know what happened
I woke up this morning my nigga that's a blessing
Young nigga it'll get better count ya
Blessings
I heard he got packed cause he was talkin bout steppin
He better get his act right or earn his lesson
You go against the grain we gone kill ya
You disrespectful mothaf*cka know we gone spill ya
Runnin off at ya mouth
Know we gone slide
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
You poppin off out ya mouth know we gone slide
Grimy mothaf*cka ain't nothing to ride
And niggas out here runnin round on that f*ck shit
F*ck shit f*ck shit
You cross the line f*ck nigga know we gone slide
It aint really nothing i be down for the drama
Lame ass niggas ain't more real than my momma
These hoes don't love you aint nobody like momma
Young nigga on the grind trynna come up
So i can pop out feeling good for the summer
Bad lil bitch had to ask for her number
But pussy never ever more important than comma's
The plan is to make myself a boss
You young ass niggas need to gone boss ya life up
See me pop out need to gone put ya wife up
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
Close his door
Dead meat
You know i'm coming wit the madness
Yea nigga it'll get tragic
I hit my plug up for the kush smoke
I always f*ck wit him cause he got the best smoke
Smoking on gelato got my head gone
Stay out the way f*ck around get ya head blown
You know what it is nigga
Finesse
Straight Finesse
Writer: Darion Nash
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