Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas Don't make me have to bust them niggas, bust them niggas My fourtyfive will dust them niggas, dust them niggas Don't make me have to touch them niggas, touch them niggas
[Fiend] It's F-I-E, O.G. ready to prove that I'm strong enough Prepared to rip a nigga down if he look at me long enough I'm supposed to be fucked up with my mental capacity That's why these killers and they old ladies be coming after me They won't be no more after me including my body faculity Look at my name, I'm to blame for all these casualties No one as bad as me, I search the galaxy And I'm willing to put up my No Limit royal salary Go ahead make my manner please if the yapping don't decease When I stomp, you ???, get up and catch a breeze I ain't lying I'm horrifying, I'm the bull up in the pit Full of that shit, and ain't resting till you get your ass whipped Know what I'm sayin
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[Magic] Still keeping it real, smoking weed, drinking hennessey Every nigga around me that's why none of you niggas can bother me I'm gettin fucked up so how many wanna ride with me If you got a blunt get it lighted, come get high with me I like to smoke till my lungs can't take no more Got me ducking and diving like I'm strung out on coke But still one of the most dangerous niggas you ever came across Better cock my shit and bust until they label you lost With no remorse, me, Fiend, Big Ed goin be all right We be ???, come to the show and still gettin high Talkin bout where my niggas at and where the bitches at Where the fuck my niggas at, let's get this party started
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[Big Ed] Now when I said fuck yall niggas, best believe that I meant it For every bullet that hit your dome best believe my gat sent it Niggas talk shit and repent it, cause they know my hollows did shit I'm back on the streets as a hitman cause my stash is gone I spent it Gotta jack you for your paper, I'm a No Limit terminator Hit you like a gladiator, shake you like an alligator What's up now bitch, when I hit your town get shot or duck down ????? get buck down, two sheds get high no time for showdown Slow down, I got my gat all in your face Don't make me sound this bitch off like I'm about to start a race And leave your head all over the place now that ain't no fun 187, redrum, redrum, cause murder be the outcome
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[Fiend] Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas I said what's up with them niggas, what's up with them niggas Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
