Voodoo
Voodoo put a hex on you two two three and tec two too
Young nigga who will step on you
Young nigga drop a check on you
Choppa make a nigga lean on you
Shots at yo mans make em bleed on you
Bust a choppa make it sneeze ACHOO
Married to the streets say yes I do
I, I fell in love with my chopp
I, I had a shootout with the coppas
I'm, I'm gone slide roun with my shottas
I'm, I'm a menace and a robba
Voodoo put a hex on you two two three and tec two, too
Young nigga who will step on you
Young nigga drop a check on you choppa make a nigga lean on you
Shots at yo mans make em bleed on you
Bust a choppa make it sneeze ACHOO
Married to the streets say yes I do
I'm, I'm getting higher than the ceiling
I'm, I'm off these percs so i can't feel shit
I'm, I'm so quick to fuckin' kill shit
I'm, I'm a robba and a menace BOA thats thе gang i knew
Married to the streets ya thats my boo
Ain't gonna stop hеre till we threw
I just hope god knew, all my hundreds know they knew, all my money know its blue
Red bottoms upon my shoes, I'm drippin' cool
I, I fell in love with my chopper
I, I had a shootout with the coppas
I'm, I'm gone slide roun with my shottas
I'm, I'm a menace and a robba
Voodoo put a hex on you two two three and tec two, too
Young nigga who will step on you
Young nigga drop a check on you choppa make a nigga lean on you
Shots at yo mans make em bleed on you
Bust a choppa make it sneeze ACHOO
Married to the streets say yes I do
I'm, im, on the zan and I can't feel shit
I, I, got drank inside my kidneys
So I'm high so high had to stop myself from spinning
Been getting this green like spinach
I'm back on the block, ain't been a minute
Bitches texting, I ain't hit a minute
They wanna know what's the ticket
Pocket watching wanna know what I'm spending
I told my momma yeah they know we vicious
I pray for my dawg cos he just gotta quit it
They more tired of his sister
I'm tired of these niggas
Been feeling like frying these niggas
This life I'm living got me dying to get it
We came from nothing was robbing n stealing
Don't speak on lil rino, get hit with a glizzy
Voodoo magic turn that boy to a mystery
Loud pack I thought that bitch in my dicky
She brought it back, he got tagged just for tripping
I done came a long way from the trenches
On the way they gon stop me, they send me to prison
Kept putting my name in mentions
Young nigga who will step on you
Young nigga drop a check on you
Choppa make a nigga lean on you
Shots at yo mans make em bleed on you
Bust a choppa make it sneeze ACHOO
Married to the streets say yes I do
I, I fell in love with my chopp
I, I had a shootout with the coppas
I'm, I'm gone slide roun with my shottas
I'm, I'm a menace and a robba
Voodoo put a hex on you two two three and tec two, too
Young nigga who will step on you
Young nigga drop a check on you choppa make a nigga lean on you
Shots at yo mans make em bleed on you
Bust a choppa make it sneeze ACHOO
Married to the streets say yes I do
I'm, I'm getting higher than the ceiling
I'm, I'm off these percs so i can't feel shit
I'm, I'm so quick to fuckin' kill shit
I'm, I'm a robba and a menace BOA thats thе gang i knew
Married to the streets ya thats my boo
Ain't gonna stop hеre till we threw
I just hope god knew, all my hundreds know they knew, all my money know its blue
Red bottoms upon my shoes, I'm drippin' cool
I, I fell in love with my chopper
I, I had a shootout with the coppas
I'm, I'm gone slide roun with my shottas
I'm, I'm a menace and a robba
Voodoo put a hex on you two two three and tec two, too
Young nigga who will step on you
Young nigga drop a check on you choppa make a nigga lean on you
Shots at yo mans make em bleed on you
Bust a choppa make it sneeze ACHOO
Married to the streets say yes I do
I'm, im, on the zan and I can't feel shit
I, I, got drank inside my kidneys
So I'm high so high had to stop myself from spinning
Been getting this green like spinach
I'm back on the block, ain't been a minute
Bitches texting, I ain't hit a minute
They wanna know what's the ticket
Pocket watching wanna know what I'm spending
I told my momma yeah they know we vicious
I pray for my dawg cos he just gotta quit it
They more tired of his sister
I'm tired of these niggas
Been feeling like frying these niggas
This life I'm living got me dying to get it
We came from nothing was robbing n stealing
Don't speak on lil rino, get hit with a glizzy
Voodoo magic turn that boy to a mystery
Loud pack I thought that bitch in my dicky
She brought it back, he got tagged just for tripping
I done came a long way from the trenches
On the way they gon stop me, they send me to prison
Kept putting my name in mentions
Credits
Writer(s): Deundraeus Portis, Boa Hunxho, Boa Qg
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