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(Gang) Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit) Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (grrah, pow, pow, pow) I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch) I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, ayy Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh, huh) Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound ('long in a dog pound) Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (bitch) Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow) Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat) Never give a bitch yo' phone, that's a no-no (hell nah) Off tops, new chain and my wrist froze (on the gang) Loaded up, still bouncin' with that .44 (huh) Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat) Never give a bitch yo' phone, that's a no-no (hell nah) Off tops, new chain, and my wrist froze (huh) Loaded up, still bouncin' with that .44 (huh) Stop it, niggas knowin' that I drop shit (I drop shit) Get popped quick 'cause them niggas that you rock with (rock with) Like Jay said, bitch I gotta keep a chopstick (grrah) Big stick, I bounce out with that mop stick (grrah, pow, pow, pow) These niggas talkin', watch I pull up in that fuckin' Hemi (skrrt) Tote automatics so I pass my lil bro the semi (on the gang) I'ma rock this lil bitch 'til that tank empty (huh) SongtexteI'ma still blow that bitch 'til the clip empty (ayy, gang) Bitch I'm a P (what), bitch I'm a G (huh) Took that lil bitch now that bitch off the leash (ayy, ayy, ayy, gang) Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit) Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga) I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch) I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild) Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound) Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh) Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow) Aye, YBN I need a piece of this shit hold up Aye gunna, lately I'm fucking everybody's bitch Take they little shit then I throw it on my wrist I'ma, outlaw never played the politics In the Grammy's with a gun until they put me on the list I had, two pop-stars in the same pic Now they, two pop-stars on the same dick Ruthless, who's bitch did I have at Ruth Chris Eating up two dicks like Twix Its the young gun, one ton Suit case full of Ben Franks in the trunk Double X Gang in the flesh Bounce out with the pistol with the Montclair vest Oh you mad cause I'm styling on you We eatin' Penne, all Italian on you Three albums on you Man you not really with this shits You don't wanna go to war with the twenty one six Bitch I'ma G Bitch I'ma freak My bitch bring two bitches bitch that make three, I say Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit) Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (pass her to the clique, nigga) I say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch) I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, huh Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (stay wild) Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound) Shot call, lil nigga, I'ma stay wild (huh) Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grrah, pow, pow, pow) Aus Songtexte Mania