Ayy, for my dead niggas, R.I.P. Jody, R.I.P. Tony, love you nigga
Ayy
R.I.P. my dead niggas, bro I miss you too
Got me sick as f*ck, man, like I'm fightin off the flu
Never love a bitch, cause that ho gon' choose
And she f*ckin' up my bag, so that ho gotta lose
Shit, goin' through some things
So much shit changed that I'll never be the same
So I'm poppin' all these perks, cause It help ease the pain
Miss my dead niggas, shit, I'm about to make it rain
Slidin' through the block, put them suckers in they grave
F*ckin' with the opps, that's the shit that gets you slain
Better out with pop, cause they'll take you out today
Can't go to jail, man, I hope I beat that case
Bitch, said she love me Then ho, give me face
Say you gonna ride, you ain't got what it take
Drop 50 shots on the opps, broad day
I don't give a f*ck, lil, nigga, beat that case
All my niggas shooters, MMG, be the gang
I ain't playin' round, bitch, no, you better know my name
If that nigga go and snitch, then I get him, gone today
Nah, I can't play around, I don't really like no games
F*ck yo dead nigga, man, I'm pissin' his grave
Put him in the wood, man, I really love that taste
On this bitch ear like my name is Flavor Flav
Bitch, I got the sauce, but this ain't came, famous daves
I just made a hunnid ball on a rainy day
Beat this bitch ass, I find out she ain't came to pay
But we gon' keep it lit for dead soldiers
Catch a pup, nigga, I'm gon' tilt his head over
Suge night, I slime him out in a red Rover
F*ck this bitch until the springs broke the bed over
Bitch, eat the meat until she, hold on, look
Bitch, eat the meat until there's gone no leftovers
And we gon' box him in with a Glock if he leaking
So please do not say we beefing
Pushed up on that nigga, fed him ten, cause he was speaking
Offense, no defense
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Ayy, for my dead niggas, R.I.P. Jody, R.I.P. Tony, love you nigga
Ayy
R.I.P. my dead niggas, bro I miss you too
Got me sick as f*ck, man, like I'm fightin off the flu
Never love a bitch, cause that ho gon' choose
And she f*ckin' up my bag, so that ho gotta lose
Shit, goin' through some things
So much shit changed that I'll never be the same
So I'm poppin' all these perks, cause It help ease the pain
Miss my dead niggas, shit, I'm about to make it rain
Slidin' through the block, put them suckers in they grave
F*ckin' with the opps, that's the shit that gets you slain
Better out with pop, cause they'll take you out today
Can't go to jail, man, I hope I beat that case
Bitch, said she love me Then ho, give me face
Say you gonna ride, you ain't got what it take
Drop 50 shots on the opps, broad day
I don't give a f*ck, lil, nigga, beat that case
All my niggas shooters, MMG, be the gang
I ain't playin' round, bitch, no, you better know my name
If that nigga go and snitch, then I get him, gone today
Nah, I can't play around, I don't really like no games
F*ck yo dead nigga, man, I'm pissin' his grave
Put him in the wood, man, I really love that taste
On this bitch ear like my name is Flavor Flav
Bitch, I got the sauce, but this ain't came, famous daves
I just made a hunnid ball on a rainy day
Beat this bitch ass, I find out she ain't came to pay
But we gon' keep it lit for dead soldiers
Catch a pup, nigga, I'm gon' tilt his head over
Suge night, I slime him out in a red Rover
F*ck this bitch until the springs broke the bed over
Bitch, eat the meat until she, hold on, look
Bitch, eat the meat until there's gone no leftovers
And we gon' box him in with a Glock if he leaking
So please do not say we beefing
Pushed up on that nigga, fed him ten, cause he was speaking
Offense, no defense
Ayy
R.I.P. my dead niggas, bro I miss you too
Got me sick as f*ck, man, like I'm fightin off the flu
Never love a bitch, cause that ho gon' choose
And she f*ckin' up my bag, so that ho gotta lose
Shit, goin' through some things
So much shit changed that I'll never be the same
So I'm poppin' all these perks, cause It help ease the pain
Miss my dead niggas, shit, I'm about to make it rain
Slidin' through the block, put them suckers in they grave
F*ckin' with the opps, that's the shit that gets you slain
Better out with pop, cause they'll take you out today
Can't go to jail, man, I hope I beat that case
Bitch, said she love me Then ho, give me face
Say you gonna ride, you ain't got what it take
Drop 50 shots on the opps, broad day
I don't give a f*ck, lil, nigga, beat that case
All my niggas shooters, MMG, be the gang
I ain't playin' round, bitch, no, you better know my name
If that nigga go and snitch, then I get him, gone today
Nah, I can't play around, I don't really like no games
F*ck yo dead nigga, man, I'm pissin' his grave
Put him in the wood, man, I really love that taste
On this bitch ear like my name is Flavor Flav
Bitch, I got the sauce, but this ain't came, famous daves
I just made a hunnid ball on a rainy day
Beat this bitch ass, I find out she ain't came to pay
But we gon' keep it lit for dead soldiers
Catch a pup, nigga, I'm gon' tilt his head over
Suge night, I slime him out in a red Rover
F*ck this bitch until the springs broke the bed over
Bitch, eat the meat until she, hold on, look
Bitch, eat the meat until there's gone no leftovers
And we gon' box him in with a Glock if he leaking
So please do not say we beefing
Pushed up on that nigga, fed him ten, cause he was speaking
Offense, no defense
Writer: alan soto
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