What They Hittin' Foe? lyrics
Fucking around in a crap game
And I don't hang out as much Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game Bang out dope cuts Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts I'm hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple But when it comes to getting in a circle Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke When deuce deuce hit the floor yo Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty? Ah yeah I'm shaking the ivory I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint And boom it's like they die for me But don't forget my point There it is yo I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt I'm never hitting four-trey no way Nigga see but that'll work You wanna leave but come on hoe stay Fool you can't even fuck with that And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat Cause I see your homies starting to look And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller And I'm feeling like a baller Now you wanna go and scheme Now since ya'll lost you wanna go out like a sucker So I pick up my money and start walking Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team Cause now I let the gat start talking Take that motherfucker
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