Homicide-Young Pappy

歌手 : Young Pappy

专辑 : Bloods

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:42

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TXT Homicide-Young Pappy 文本歌词

They like when 2 cups part 3 gone drop i'm like soon b**ch

If you still ain't heard 2 cups part one then get in tune b**ch

Stainless steel safe stainless steal like a spooked kid

Blat b**ch thats that tec b**ch

Or that mac b**ch brains all on the floor i let it blow till his sh*t splat b**ch

Get back b**ch smokin dead niggas

We can match b**ch, they say when they catch me they gon whack me STILL Ain't WACK SH*T

Get whacked b**ch, i don't lack b**ch i got my gat b**ch line em up f**k is that sh*t b**ch that k

It's wreaking ni**a and we eatin ni**a

On that fat sh*t fresh up out of jail

Wrecking sh*t like the brat's b**ch

Sit on the curb b**ch whats the word b**ch f**k what you heard b**ch young pappy and savage sheen

Turn yo block to the purge b**ch let it spray shout out to that k and free bird b**ch

Thats yo main shout out to her brain hella nerd b**ch

Swerve b**ch bet not be on my block tryna serve sh*t

Why you tryna beef with me your goof a** from the burbs b**ch

Pistol to his mouth he stuttered stumbling on his words b**ch

Put your sh*t on the curb his brain look like he still ain't learn sh*t

Swerve b**ch, bet not be on my block tryna serve sh*t

Why you tryna beef wit me yo goof a** from the burbs b**ch

Pistol to his mouth he stuttered stumbling on his words b**ch

Put your sh*t on the curb his brain look like he still ain't learn sh*t

Time for me to spazz ni**a

Shout out my bro spazz ni**a

Go diss i ain't gon respond

Thats yo a** ni**a, tryna rob who

B**ch please i'd be the last ni**a

Flipped out like a futon

Jimmy neutron i'll blast niggas

Is you MAD ni**a

Iont honor no man with no badge ni**a

All i know is get cash ni**a

Stunt hard like my dad ni**a

Love living this life shorty

I den earned my stripes like glad ni**a

All you gotta do is ask niggas

Body bag f**k a casket ni**a

Them head shots, roll, roll rollin up on the dead opps

Free leith out the bin

It's probably what these niggas talk

But they dead probably i don't know

Ni**a i ain't problem young blow

Ni**a hell nah i'm not going for one more cup

Who said i'm poor

Shorty i said 2 cups ni**a i don't give 2 f**ks about none of yall niggas

See i'm just tryna turn up come through take one ups

Some of yall niggas shorty we ain't drunk for that

Niggas gonna feel sorry for that

Make a ni**a have a heart attack

But we'll follow your back

But my niggas with all of that gun fight f**k up all the macks

Boy it's 2015 young ni**a at the age of 15

Seen all kinds of sh*t whacking sh*t

Putting niggas on the big screen

When niggas talk that savage sh*t actually

They don't even know what that sh*t mean

I point and aim got a green beam

That will turn a ni**a to a stream beam