Thirteen
Nigga, I don't smoke cigs. I rock Ralph Lauren. (Pass the blunt)
Niggas think we the Wire 'cause we from Baltimore (you is dumb)
See I used to be a pacifist. Not anymore. (Don't try me, boy)
Baby, suck ya pacifier at the toy store (stay behind me, boy)
Rolling wit a squad of bosses. Who the boss
It don't really matter if we all get it
No tolerance for ignorance and fuck niggas
This ain't Honda and my duties ain't civic
I don't fuck with em no no no
I don't trust niggas no no no
They come for pockets like bro bro.
They ain't gang gang.
They wasn't woes (woes woes).
Fuck snitches even if we still hitting licks when we senile, nigga
DomCo said I had to put down flows 'cause
Niggas forgot I rap 'cause I sing now, nigga
How you hit precinct last night?
Run the streets this morning. What you see now, nigga?
Especially when the crimes you commit at least seen 5 figures
Why the spots you used to hang hot boy?
12 can be bitches, but they ain't suspicious
I hope you religious 'cause I ain't been
Vicious in a minute and you got me trippin, my nigga
Whack rappers scrap around me. All I see is pitter patter.
Music do the talking, nigga. I don't do no chitter chatter.
You be chatting with the ops. They be snapping what you seen
I always been fuck 12. You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
Niggas wanna run and tell some shit
Be a snitch you little bitch
Pick up the pace while I'm up in your face
Trying to run that's a fucking disgrace
Knocking niggas out like I'm fucking money may
Killing this shit, bitch fuck what you say
I'm changing into the damn bomb
Y'all niggas change to bitches. niggas decepticons
Motherfuckers wanna play
Nigga, I'm not the average brother
Have my bros smash your chick
You catch these hands. Call me Glover
Move weight like Mark Henry. Get respect like Bun B
This mag got a kick back
I call that bitch Chun Li
New license from the DMV, nigga
Do a drive by that's R.I.P.
I'm super sayain Nigga level three
That whole mag got 12 in it
Get that till the clip is done
Reload then it's plus one, nigga
I always been fuck twelve. You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
Nigga fuck 12, yeah I'm the one.
Will I go to hell? That question's dumb.
I bring problems to the function,
So I guess that's my plus one.
When I was 13, I was moving weight
My pops moved out and I barely ate.
I stack bread way above my head.
Now she give me head whenever I say.
I'm too poppin'. Can't know where I stay.
Boy, you act like Suge, tryna be Dre.
And I feel like Biggie. No Diddy needed
And it ain't no biggie. Wrote this while I'm sleeping.
This rap shit is way too easy
And this trap shit got too much drama
So I got mama her own house,
Just so I can really act out.
You know ass out? Imma badass.
Always passed math 'cause I'm the one
And it's fuck 12 and the 13
Getting to the bread. First and 15th.
When I hit a lick, split it with the team.
Feel like Method Man. Loyal to the cream.
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
Niggas think we the Wire 'cause we from Baltimore (you is dumb)
See I used to be a pacifist. Not anymore. (Don't try me, boy)
Baby, suck ya pacifier at the toy store (stay behind me, boy)
Rolling wit a squad of bosses. Who the boss
It don't really matter if we all get it
No tolerance for ignorance and fuck niggas
This ain't Honda and my duties ain't civic
I don't fuck with em no no no
I don't trust niggas no no no
They come for pockets like bro bro.
They ain't gang gang.
They wasn't woes (woes woes).
Fuck snitches even if we still hitting licks when we senile, nigga
DomCo said I had to put down flows 'cause
Niggas forgot I rap 'cause I sing now, nigga
How you hit precinct last night?
Run the streets this morning. What you see now, nigga?
Especially when the crimes you commit at least seen 5 figures
Why the spots you used to hang hot boy?
12 can be bitches, but they ain't suspicious
I hope you religious 'cause I ain't been
Vicious in a minute and you got me trippin, my nigga
Whack rappers scrap around me. All I see is pitter patter.
Music do the talking, nigga. I don't do no chitter chatter.
You be chatting with the ops. They be snapping what you seen
I always been fuck 12. You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
Niggas wanna run and tell some shit
Be a snitch you little bitch
Pick up the pace while I'm up in your face
Trying to run that's a fucking disgrace
Knocking niggas out like I'm fucking money may
Killing this shit, bitch fuck what you say
I'm changing into the damn bomb
Y'all niggas change to bitches. niggas decepticons
Motherfuckers wanna play
Nigga, I'm not the average brother
Have my bros smash your chick
You catch these hands. Call me Glover
Move weight like Mark Henry. Get respect like Bun B
This mag got a kick back
I call that bitch Chun Li
New license from the DMV, nigga
Do a drive by that's R.I.P.
I'm super sayain Nigga level three
That whole mag got 12 in it
Get that till the clip is done
Reload then it's plus one, nigga
I always been fuck twelve. You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
Nigga fuck 12, yeah I'm the one.
Will I go to hell? That question's dumb.
I bring problems to the function,
So I guess that's my plus one.
When I was 13, I was moving weight
My pops moved out and I barely ate.
I stack bread way above my head.
Now she give me head whenever I say.
I'm too poppin'. Can't know where I stay.
Boy, you act like Suge, tryna be Dre.
And I feel like Biggie. No Diddy needed
And it ain't no biggie. Wrote this while I'm sleeping.
This rap shit is way too easy
And this trap shit got too much drama
So I got mama her own house,
Just so I can really act out.
You know ass out? Imma badass.
Always passed math 'cause I'm the one
And it's fuck 12 and the 13
Getting to the bread. First and 15th.
When I hit a lick, split it with the team.
Feel like Method Man. Loyal to the cream.
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
You the plus one. Fuck 13
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Writer(s): Bobby Joshua Woody, Demetrius Mccray, Omar Brown
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