4Myguyz
Ain't no telling what I'd do for my guys
We in this bh blow the roof yea the top
None of my ns tell the truth to a cop
Buss up in yo st uh don't care if it's locked
We going up and it's looking like you not
Don't make me mad I power up like auto bots
Put you in the ground and I don't care if you rot
Bet not make a sound or yo a is gone get shot
All you ns square just a bunch of blocks
You can't get what I wear all this out of stock
Smell what I'm cooking in the stu just like The Rock
Pull up 40 leave yo ass looking like some crocs
Grrrahhh Fa Fa
See me now it's uh-uh
N I called yo bluff you talking tough ns for what
I might let 'em live I'm just to focused on my bucks
Working every fg day bh this ain't no luck
Tazo don't give two fs a green fk a blue fk
Y-y-yea I been chilling but don't let it confuse ya
All up in my pockets lil bh you a loser
Brudda sip mo lines than a fg rula
Ain't no telling what I'd do for my guys
We in this bh blow the roof yea the top
None of my n tell the truth to a cop
Buss up in yo st uh don't care if it's locked
We going up and it's looking like you not
Don't make me mad I power up like auto bots
Put you in the ground and I don't care if you rot
Bet not make a sound or yo a is gone get shot
We in this bh blow the roof yea the top
None of my ns tell the truth to a cop
Buss up in yo st uh don't care if it's locked
We going up and it's looking like you not
Don't make me mad I power up like auto bots
Put you in the ground and I don't care if you rot
Bet not make a sound or yo a is gone get shot
All you ns square just a bunch of blocks
You can't get what I wear all this out of stock
Smell what I'm cooking in the stu just like The Rock
Pull up 40 leave yo ass looking like some crocs
Grrrahhh Fa Fa
See me now it's uh-uh
N I called yo bluff you talking tough ns for what
I might let 'em live I'm just to focused on my bucks
Working every fg day bh this ain't no luck
Tazo don't give two fs a green fk a blue fk
Y-y-yea I been chilling but don't let it confuse ya
All up in my pockets lil bh you a loser
Brudda sip mo lines than a fg rula
Ain't no telling what I'd do for my guys
We in this bh blow the roof yea the top
None of my n tell the truth to a cop
Buss up in yo st uh don't care if it's locked
We going up and it's looking like you not
Don't make me mad I power up like auto bots
Put you in the ground and I don't care if you rot
Bet not make a sound or yo a is gone get shot
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Writer(s): Amariane Washington
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