[Chorus 8x: Crunchy Blac] ain't no nigga gonna play wit me
[Verse 1: La Chat] I got anna with you souls Strapped up with the 44 Use to kick it with this bitch but now I'm buckin at this hoe Never was a friend of me Labeled as a enemy I can't go I know you know its on when we hit them streets La chat ain't no fuckin hoe thats somethin that I'm funna show All you broads and bitches cuz goddamn I just can't take no more Show up at ya ????? smack ya mammy with the tone Teach you when you play with me you gone bitch its gone be on I got plans for me and you so what the fuck you gonna do ????? your nuts then your fucked I bet I make the news Tired of all you sissy bitches finna go up on a mission Kill up all these hatin motherfuckers and these niggas dissin Never would you ever see La chat ballin off some weed Got me fucked up I can't go I'm buckin niggas constantly Know when bitches test my pimpin thats when bitches end up missin Know they told you about my killin so your weak ass should of listened
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[Verse 2: Crunchy Blac] Me and my dog we ridin low And my dog picked anotha dog and guess what joe They was doin a drug deal in the mist of my face And you know me nigga I had to get a taste I ain't with catchin cases I'm with makin paper And all you other niggas out here catchin vapors Imma tape up ya body and put ya in the trunk And ride around wit yo ass listenin to some bump And then I'm gonna goto your crib and kick in the door Lay you on the floor and ask ya where the money bro I ain't a hoe I thought you knew that joe And everybody else I'm lettin here the gunsmoke Ashes to ashes Dust to dust bitch Some of my niggas that Some of my niggas this Some of my niggas tote gats and they let em bliss Some of my niggas tote bats and they beat ya bitch
[Repeat chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
