2 & 2

Every time I get bored I go and spend some pape
Yo bitch head trash and her shit stank
I know all my hoes bad and yo hoes ain't
I know all my niggas on that and yo bros ain't

Got my young nigga Treezy with me in the booth
I only fuck with real niggas who gone spit the truth
Put a hole in a nigga like a missing tooth
I be getting to the blues like I play for Duke

I might call up yo bitch and get my soul snatched
Only thuggin with some shooters get yo dome snatched
Boy don't call me bout that shit you know my phone tapped
I'm in the booth with the two where the hoes at

You ain't got to tell me twice I'm finna make it happen
They gone fuck up on us both just because we rapping
If he wanna run a fade I a leave him napping
Yea hop out with them drums he thought we was scrapping

You thought you was staying bitch you dumb as fuck
I'm just sliding in that pussy like a hockey puck
Young niggas masked up jumping out the truck
He was dissing on my name now he gotta duck

Dissing on my name gone only get yo bitch hit
And I already had yo bitch up on my hit list
You calling me bout that bitch nigga you dead wrong
And yo bitch give me head till her head gone

Calling that bitch while she with me I'ma laugh at you
She giving me head trying to act like she mad at you
Niggas pussy if I was dissing would've @ you
Why you posting up that bitch nigga I had that too

Every time I get bored I go and spend some pape
Yo bitch head trash and her shit stank
I know all my hoes bad and yo hoes ain't
I know all my niggas on that and yo bros ain't

I never pick the wrong friend cause I hit em both
I never pick the wrong opp I'ma hit them both

I be hitting all my fans like I'm Ron Artest
Ion do the loud mouth put a opp to rest



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