You Betta Work

My nigga chick slid through on me he said kuddy make it count nigga
I said big kuz you know ima make is one count nigga
Front door back door im trapping out the alley
My car super cloudy im cashing out these hunnits
Tryna come up on thousand stacc cheese said
Lil kuddy you be wilding i been stacking chips
Since the year two thousand i come from da gutta
Where dem killas don't be smiling 40 on my hip
An i put it on lil calvin the feds been lurking
Since i coped da Danille my momma say she proud of me
My daddy made a real g when i dropped keep it g
Them hoes try da freak a g i told em keep it outta sight
Outta mind y'all aint hearing me so im focused on my grind
Cus i rome the streets its a must i work nigga kuddy loved da eat
I been doing dirt nigga i just love to beef you can check my Back ground
It gets ugly nigga check my bloodline it gets ugly

Work nigga we put in over time work nigga we focused on our grind
Work nigga we put in over time work nigga we focused on our grind
Work nigga we put in over time work nigga we focused on our grind
Work nigga we put in over time work nigga we focused on our grind



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Writer(s): Fabian Duncan
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