Foe Flex
Foe Way
I'm on that Hustleville shit
That Russellville shit that
Hustleville shit that Russellville shit
Hey, Foe Ways home he got them
Flint stones junkies lined up smoking
On a chicken bone bands to the sky
Ain't gone tell them how high
You say my fucking name and it's
Gone be a drive by hey
Nigga I'm a motherfucking real gangster
All that fucking capping whole life
You pussies been some wankstas
Keep that chopper on me so you bet
Not test the boy switch-e click-e
Sounding like a fucking tonka toy
Shot out to the Ville where niggas
Shoot to kill I got real stripes boy
Like Jermaine O'Neal rub your face
In the dirt just for fucking with me
Then slap your ass with the Glock and
Make you get on your knees old
Bitch ass nigga choke your punk ass
Out ninety four the first time I sold
Dope through the drought Mqcuiddy
City nigga what the fuck you know
About that had the block sold up
Niggas running them packs Niggas
Making them stacks driving in
Cadillacs charge his ass the whole
Ticket give him a heart attack
I'm on that Hustleville shit that
Russellville shit that Hustleville
Shit that Russellville shit nigga
I'm on that Hustleville shit
That Russellville shit that
Hustleville shit that Russellville shit
Hey, Foe Ways home he got them
Flint stones junkies lined up smoking
On a chicken bone bands to the sky
Ain't gone tell them how high
You say my fucking name and it's
Gone be a drive by hey
Nigga I'm a motherfucking real gangster
All that fucking capping whole life
You pussies been some wankstas
Keep that chopper on me so you bet
Not test the boy switch-e click-e
Sounding like a fucking tonka toy
Shot out to the Ville where niggas
Shoot to kill I got real stripes boy
Like Jermaine O'Neal rub your face
In the dirt just for fucking with me
Then slap your ass with the Glock and
Make you get on your knees old
Bitch ass nigga choke your punk ass
Out ninety four the first time I sold
Dope through the drought Mqcuiddy
City nigga what the fuck you know
About that had the block sold up
Niggas running them packs Niggas
Making them stacks driving in
Cadillacs charge his ass the whole
Ticket give him a heart attack
I'm on that Hustleville shit that
Russellville shit that Hustleville
Shit that Russellville shit nigga
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Writer(s): Rodney Smith
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