Huh

Nine times out of 10 you see me I'm by my lonely But don't get it misconstrued yeah I still
Got that bitch on me don't fuck with a lot of niggas cause I learned
That niggas phony Rather kick it with my kids, fuck a bitch
And fuck a homie I seen niggas change up for niggas that they

Barely knew and they changed on they own niggas they done
Been around since two how the fuck I'm suppose to trust when I
Know niggas out here fu done had some homies try to cross and lie like
I don't know the truth And it's crazy cause I keep this shit a hundred

Them same niggas tried to cross me would've called me I was coming
Would've killed for them niggas now I'm ready to put holes in they ass
I'm killing something I run up with this pole and a mask
Nigga disrespect ish, I'm exposing his ass I be round a lot of snakes and still roll in

That grass Fuck a nigga like the Ku Klux, they say
They don't fuck with ish I don't give two fucks, tell them fuck niggas
Do something ain't playing with this pole, I up it
I bet I shoot something broad day shootout, we don't give a fuck

if it's Two something Heard niggas speaking on me, saying they was
creeping on me Hit lil bro like where them switches, I
still got that Nina on me mama told me be smooth so I fell back
I used to have a mustang, now I'm trying cop a Hellcat

Gone act like I'm retarded if you ask me do I sell crack
You niggas y'all the 12s and we some snitch killers, go tell that
Bitch, and I'm still posted where them rails at
They knocked my hood down when we was giving niggas hell at

Free my niggas, Kidd, they got him locked up where them cells at
In Stateville, and real niggas, yeah, they gon' stay real
Bitch



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Writer(s): Richard Woods
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