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  • I don't give a fuck about these Nigga's or these hoes

    Don't you ever, don't you ever

    Make me spit on yo ass bitch!!! ahh-ha



    Verse One:



    Fuck them hoes, let 'em bounce

    Known for kickin' bitches out, all they wanna do

    Is sneak a blunt or two out yo house

    Try to help us, with a plan guard yo grill and watch yo back

    Bitches known for showin' other nigga's where you kick it at

    Might be a hard head, might be a soldier thug

    With a bitch got him sick, if he a sucker for love bitch

    His nigga's better show him who unified

    To get respect you got to play, watch them hoes step aside

    Bitch! I'm just like you

    Bitch! I smoke weed to

    Bitch! I need gee'z so look

    Bitch! I don't need you all y'all can suck my

    I don't give a fuck! die! now bitch bye!

    You blowin' my high!



    Chorus:



    I love myself, I hug myself an if

    I had a pussy I fuck myself

    See real ass nigga's don't fold to fold

    Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz



    Now who in the hell came here to stop me

    I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha

    Now who in the hell came to get it started

    I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha

    {2x}



    Verse Two:



    Fuck these nigga's who dropped me on my head

    When I was younger, I did some wild shit

    To make these nigga's wonder

    Am I craze, or am I straight sick

    Round with these fuckin' lunatic's

    You talk shit! You get yo wig split!

    If you wanna try me!

    You must be ready to die bitch!

    I ain't scared to die bitch!

    Ya see it's just a hobby!

    God gave me time, I was game from my birth

    I couldn't let the shit go to waist

    I had to put this shit to work

    I'm just a ghetto ass nigga!

    With the street knowledge I was gave!

    You try to play! Run up on this 12-gage!

    Hell nah! hit a tree, had to go help him up

    You shouldn't have never fucked up!

    Now you lookin' fucked up!

    Blew his head clean off his shoulder

    I was all ready gone, before anybody showed up

    Got away clean, like some Jean's when you wash 'em

    Trill ass soldier's ain't no way you can stop us Bitch!



    Chorus



    Verse Three:



    I be bustin' nut's on yo baby mama, baby head


  • Why you be gangster, somebody got 'em keep 'em fed

    When I fed to the point where I be bakin' bread

    I mean fed to the point where I be servin' head

    Now look, that don't mean I'm try'na sound bad and shit

    When I stab that trick, you can have the bitch

    Grab yo bitch, you need to try to train yo bitch

    Tame yo bitch, cuz she be runnin' game ya bitch

    Now you all in a nigga grill, lookin' all swole

    Picturin' how ya slipped off, trustin' in them hoes

    No damn well, that yo Mom taught ya better cuz

    A bitch will get'cha killed if ya let her

    That's why I love myself, I hug myself an if

    I had a pussy I fuck myself

    See real ass nigga's don't fold to fold

    Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz



    Chorus



    Verse Four:



    Punchin' got a long head

    Ballin' keep my artillery

    Gangsta so I'm a mission shit

    Cap pilla I'm known for spittin' on bitches

    Disrespectin' my mind, try'na play me soft and

    At the same time bitch, you fuckin' with some ATL soldiers

    Smokin' for free, and drinkin' for free nigga hell nah!

    First ya got to take yo muthafuckin' draw's off

    Cuz real player's bout to lay the law down

    You better draw the straw now, you done

    Fucked Up'ed Now!

    This how we do it in the A-T-L

    For them hoes who think they pussy fire ass hell

    Got a game for that ass big dick's to match

    Don't have time for them hoes, who be try'na act

    Ha Do it! get 'em shorty get 'em we ain't playin' with 'em

    If you clockin' nigga spit 'em Nigga Spit 'Em!

    Stupid ass hoes, be try'na act

    But they switch up, bitch up and call ya back

    Say what?

    Stuipd ass hoes be try'na act

    But they switch up, and bitch up and call ya back

    Say what?

    Stuipd ass hoes be try'na act

    But they switch up, and bitch up and call ya back

    And We! shake them hoes off what!

    Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!

    Nigga! shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!

    Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off! My nigga

    Shake them hoes off



    Nigga we ain't got no love for these hoes,

    These bitches swtich dick's like outfit's

    Hoes, ya need to find another route

    Figure that a nigga be thugged out

    And we off in the club Puntuación:
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