Spl4shG4ng shit
I'm chasing all pros ,while you chasing ho's
Young nigga thirteen been about the dough
You the nigga with the coke we kicking yo doe
If you telling on the bro you getting exposed
Niggas in the East want them P's so I'm shipping them
Big fourty on me yeah you know I hit a stick in it
Dogging all these bitches yea you know I'm Mike Vick'n Them
F*ck these ho's nigga I ain't never simpin them
I just made another play for bout thirty k
And I bought another k so who dying today
Niggas always talking on the gram never to my face
Let me catch a sucka outta bounds he dying today
Call up the shooters they gone do that
All I gotta do is call my nigga doodat
Niggas saying that I won't so ima do that
Nine guns with sticks pointed on you we like who that
He in his feelings cuz he knowing I could f*ck his bitch
And she a real hood bitch she taking the dick
Heard she a real ho bitch she playing the tricks
Told me where you laying nigga,so I'm laying on yo shit
Niggas talking bout a roll and got no strips
Niggas talking bout a pole but ain't no stick
And why you talking bout these ho's and ain't got no bitch
And don't started ona load cuz you ain't got no whip
You out here still smoking five sacks
Got
You got yo strap took you can't get yo fire back
Have my young dogs pull up and fire that
And I don't talk on phones because y'all wires tapped nigga
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Spl4shG4ng shit
I'm chasing all pros ,while you chasing ho's
Young nigga thirteen been about the dough
You the nigga with the coke we kicking yo doe
If you telling on the bro you getting exposed
Niggas in the East want them P's so I'm shipping them
Big fourty on me yeah you know I hit a stick in it
Dogging all these bitches yea you know I'm Mike Vick'n Them
F*ck these ho's nigga I ain't never simpin them
I just made another play for bout thirty k
And I bought another k so who dying today
Niggas always talking on the gram never to my face
Let me catch a sucka outta bounds he dying today
Call up the shooters they gone do that
All I gotta do is call my nigga doodat
Niggas saying that I won't so ima do that
Nine guns with sticks pointed on you we like who that
He in his feelings cuz he knowing I could f*ck his bitch
And she a real hood bitch she taking the dick
Heard she a real ho bitch she playing the tricks
Told me where you laying nigga,so I'm laying on yo shit
Niggas talking bout a roll and got no strips
Niggas talking bout a pole but ain't no stick
And why you talking bout these ho's and ain't got no bitch
And don't started ona load cuz you ain't got no whip
You out here still smoking five sacks
Got
You got yo strap took you can't get yo fire back
Have my young dogs pull up and fire that
And I don't talk on phones because y'all wires tapped nigga
I'm chasing all pros ,while you chasing ho's
Young nigga thirteen been about the dough
You the nigga with the coke we kicking yo doe
If you telling on the bro you getting exposed
Niggas in the East want them P's so I'm shipping them
Big fourty on me yeah you know I hit a stick in it
Dogging all these bitches yea you know I'm Mike Vick'n Them
F*ck these ho's nigga I ain't never simpin them
I just made another play for bout thirty k
And I bought another k so who dying today
Niggas always talking on the gram never to my face
Let me catch a sucka outta bounds he dying today
Call up the shooters they gone do that
All I gotta do is call my nigga doodat
Niggas saying that I won't so ima do that
Nine guns with sticks pointed on you we like who that
He in his feelings cuz he knowing I could f*ck his bitch
And she a real hood bitch she taking the dick
Heard she a real ho bitch she playing the tricks
Told me where you laying nigga,so I'm laying on yo shit
Niggas talking bout a roll and got no strips
Niggas talking bout a pole but ain't no stick
And why you talking bout these ho's and ain't got no bitch
And don't started ona load cuz you ain't got no whip
You out here still smoking five sacks
Got
You got yo strap took you can't get yo fire back
Have my young dogs pull up and fire that
And I don't talk on phones because y'all wires tapped nigga
Writer: Shaun Roberson
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