Song: FUCK DAT WEAK SHIT Chicago James and Jason diss
Viewed: 3 - Published at: 7 years ago
Artist: $irbrrban Jay
Year: 2022Viewed: 3 - Published at: 7 years ago
[Chorus]
Fuck that weak shit, I ain't running
Hop out the back with the tool in my stomach
I don’t hit bitches, what I look like runnin’
Fight with no crew little nigga, lets run it (run it)
Pulled on my hair bitch you can’t
Don’t do no talkin’, I ain’t with the games
Yo homies was losin’, you jumped in yo lane
Was burnin’ that nigga, put him in the flames
[Verse 1]
Fuck wit security, hoe Im droppin’
Got two bitch, my hand start slidin’
Shoulda sat down, that pug kept bitin’
They suckin’ each other sharin’ top like it icing
Niggas know they cannot fight one on one
Even on the ground, still kickin’ and done
Honey bun sweet pics, and they thought that I was gay
I really got them hands, make ‘em dance, you thought I was bait
Dummy
Look what happens when you run into the wrong one
After I got up, I ran around too religious , so I bеat ‘em up like a damn nun
Still got my hits, home run
What crack did you gеt? Not none
I really impress lil nigga, im chillin’, I know im the shit
You mad cuz I know I am it
Went back to the gang, you know Im legit
When it comes to the action, you know imma hit
Pullin’ hair only wait on her to slip
Believe me, if I hit her, You’d know she was hit
Go so hard that just [?] get, that I beat that bitch
Face call still ain’t declinin’
After the fights I ain’t fine dinin’
Walked out of school, dropped, the admins start whinin’
When my bros came, them niggas was runnin’
Come on lil nigga, lets meet up
Fight one on one and we could do that jumpin’ for real
Pussy, I know you ain’t like that
Insta sirbrrban.jay, bet I will write back
Stop wit the cap, you get tucked in a night sack
Nigga got jumped, got up then I went right back
Don’t fight for the hype, that’s Euphoria shit
HBO cuz I can bust out the clip
Thinks Im [?] the opposite
Was in the gulag, now im out that bitch
[Chorus]
Fuck that weak shit I ain’t runnin’
Hop out the back with the tool in my stomach
I don’t hit bitches, what I look like runnin’
Fight with no crew little nigga, lets run it (run it)
Pulled on my hair bitch you can’t
Don’t do no talkin’, I ain’t with the games
Yo homies was losin’, you jumped in yo lane
Was burnin’ that nigga, put him in the flames
[Outro]
(You thought you did somethin’ but all you did is make me a motherfuckin’ bag)
(Back on that rap shit)
Pussy
Fuck that weak shit, I ain't running
Hop out the back with the tool in my stomach
I don’t hit bitches, what I look like runnin’
Fight with no crew little nigga, lets run it (run it)
Pulled on my hair bitch you can’t
Don’t do no talkin’, I ain’t with the games
Yo homies was losin’, you jumped in yo lane
Was burnin’ that nigga, put him in the flames
[Verse 1]
Fuck wit security, hoe Im droppin’
Got two bitch, my hand start slidin’
Shoulda sat down, that pug kept bitin’
They suckin’ each other sharin’ top like it icing
Niggas know they cannot fight one on one
Even on the ground, still kickin’ and done
Honey bun sweet pics, and they thought that I was gay
I really got them hands, make ‘em dance, you thought I was bait
Dummy
Look what happens when you run into the wrong one
After I got up, I ran around too religious , so I bеat ‘em up like a damn nun
Still got my hits, home run
What crack did you gеt? Not none
I really impress lil nigga, im chillin’, I know im the shit
You mad cuz I know I am it
Went back to the gang, you know Im legit
When it comes to the action, you know imma hit
Pullin’ hair only wait on her to slip
Believe me, if I hit her, You’d know she was hit
Go so hard that just [?] get, that I beat that bitch
Face call still ain’t declinin’
After the fights I ain’t fine dinin’
Walked out of school, dropped, the admins start whinin’
When my bros came, them niggas was runnin’
Come on lil nigga, lets meet up
Fight one on one and we could do that jumpin’ for real
Pussy, I know you ain’t like that
Insta sirbrrban.jay, bet I will write back
Stop wit the cap, you get tucked in a night sack
Nigga got jumped, got up then I went right back
Don’t fight for the hype, that’s Euphoria shit
HBO cuz I can bust out the clip
Thinks Im [?] the opposite
Was in the gulag, now im out that bitch
[Chorus]
Fuck that weak shit I ain’t runnin’
Hop out the back with the tool in my stomach
I don’t hit bitches, what I look like runnin’
Fight with no crew little nigga, lets run it (run it)
Pulled on my hair bitch you can’t
Don’t do no talkin’, I ain’t with the games
Yo homies was losin’, you jumped in yo lane
Was burnin’ that nigga, put him in the flames
[Outro]
(You thought you did somethin’ but all you did is make me a motherfuckin’ bag)
(Back on that rap shit)
Pussy
( $irbrrban Jay )
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