[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Funk or Die)
[Verse 1: Way Weezy]
I been focused on a bag, I'm stackin' hundreds up
You niggas talkin' on the 'Gram, but won't get up with us
If you think I ain't cut, then come and test your luck
Every time we poppin' out, you niggas duckin' slugs
Everybody tell me rap, my heart ain't in the music
I be tryna pop a nigga if he jump stupid
But I'ma leave that in the streets
That nigga talkin' mighty tough, but he don't really want no beef
That nigga caught a murder case and only did about two weeks
Every time you in a jam, you freezin' up with that gleek
Shh, but I ain't gon' take it there
Gotta watch these snakes, they kinda close and they not playin' fair
Bitch, I'm from the deuce, blood diamond, pinky in the air
Every time they drop an addy, niggas not there
All my life, all I seen was them drug dealers
Hardbody niggas servin' junkies, blowin' guns, nigga
[Verse 2: Toohda Band$]
Nigga, I just poured a four up (I'm leanin')
What you burnin' in that 'Wood? What you roll up? (What the fuck?)
I don't even want the pussy, pick your clothes up
Real Sem nigga, but my niggas throwin' fours up (I'm with the guys)
You can't be up on my street if you froze up
Cuz in the Benz supercharged doin' donuts (Skrrt)
I'm a boss nigga, you the type that wanna hold nuts
Caught a nigga lackin', popped the door, he yellin', "Hold up" (Nigga, what?)
What the fuck we waitin' for
Fully automatic spin around and nail him to the floor
My nigga shovelin' the ground, I said it's on the floor
These niggas still sellin' grams, these niggas really broke
Swear to God I blew like forty thousand just on Wocky, though (I love it)
I love Tris 'cause it's thick, I want some Morton Grove
For a hundred thousand, grab the rifle, I'll whack the Pope (That nigga outta here)
You need to clean your dirty ass, you bitches need some soap (Stupid)
You can't see it on my hip, I got it in my coat
You wanna hit a nigga head, just aim it at his throat
Nigga, we ain't have shit, didn't even have no hope
Now I'm ballin' on these niggas, I'ma brag and boast
Caught a nigga lackin' on a shh, made crash his load (Skrrt)
Sent a freak bitch to his addy, that's a pick and roll
Niggas talkin' like they sick, it's time to wipe his nose
Nigga, you ain't never whack nothin', how long you had that pole? (Dumb-ass nigga)
[Outro: Toohda Band$]
Real Seminary shit, nigga, Hayes babies, nigga
You know what's goin' on
Fuck suckers
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Funk or Die)
[Verse 1: Way Weezy]
I been focused on a bag, I'm stackin' hundreds up
You niggas talkin' on the 'Gram, but won't get up with us
If you think I ain't cut, then come and test your luck
Every time we poppin' out, you niggas duckin' slugs
Everybody tell me rap, my heart ain't in the music
I be tryna pop a nigga if he jump stupid
But I'ma leave that in the streets
That nigga talkin' mighty tough, but he don't really want no beef
That nigga caught a murder case and only did about two weeks
Every time you in a jam, you freezin' up with that gleek
Shh, but I ain't gon' take it there
Gotta watch these snakes, they kinda close and they not playin' fair
Bitch, I'm from the deuce, blood diamond, pinky in the air
Every time they drop an addy, niggas not there
All my life, all I seen was them drug dealers
Hardbody niggas servin' junkies, blowin' guns, nigga
[Verse 2: Toohda Band$]
Nigga, I just poured a four up (I'm leanin')
What you burnin' in that 'Wood? What you roll up? (What the fuck?)
I don't even want the pussy, pick your clothes up
Real Sem nigga, but my niggas throwin' fours up (I'm with the guys)
You can't be up on my street if you froze up
Cuz in the Benz supercharged doin' donuts (Skrrt)
I'm a boss nigga, you the type that wanna hold nuts
Caught a nigga lackin', popped the door, he yellin', "Hold up" (Nigga, what?)
What the fuck we waitin' for
Fully automatic spin around and nail him to the floor
My nigga shovelin' the ground, I said it's on the floor
These niggas still sellin' grams, these niggas really broke
Swear to God I blew like forty thousand just on Wocky, though (I love it)
I love Tris 'cause it's thick, I want some Morton Grove
For a hundred thousand, grab the rifle, I'll whack the Pope (That nigga outta here)
You need to clean your dirty ass, you bitches need some soap (Stupid)
You can't see it on my hip, I got it in my coat
You wanna hit a nigga head, just aim it at his throat
Nigga, we ain't have shit, didn't even have no hope
Now I'm ballin' on these niggas, I'ma brag and boast
Caught a nigga lackin' on a shh, made crash his load (Skrrt)
Sent a freak bitch to his addy, that's a pick and roll
Niggas talkin' like they sick, it's time to wipe his nose
Nigga, you ain't never whack nothin', how long you had that pole? (Dumb-ass nigga)
[Outro: Toohda Band$]
Real Seminary shit, nigga, Hayes babies, nigga
You know what's goin' on
Fuck suckers
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
( Toohda Band$ )
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