c.t. money$$ n.h.a.n. (nappy head azz nigga) şarkı sözleri

Pockets blew up like Rob K, now i got a bag Broke niggas hatin like a nigga forgot the past Me and gang in this bih finna feed the streets Look at us wrong lil nigga we’ll bring the beef I spit fire you’ll swear I'm a fucking dragon I'll pull up in my motherfuckin G Wagon She a thot hoe but i don’t give a f*ck No pussy, straight top she can fucking suck Nappy head azz nigga, but i get the guap Tryin to make it out the hood so I can't stop 90 baby so you know I'm ready to kick a door Look at me wrong i might rob yo fucking hoe Back then she didn’t want me, Now she all up on me Still a ugly azz nigga, just with some money These hoes got me laughing, I think its funny She wanted money, ha bitch you fucking dummy Nappy head azz nigga but i keep a glock The opps scared cause we always sending shots We were fiening, dying to get a plate Then we took it now all my niggas eating steak Nappy head azz nigga but i keep a glock The opps scared cause we always sending shots We were fiening, dying to get a plate Then we took it now all my niggas eating steak All these chains on my neck, like im a slave Thats just mean a young nigga, is gettin paid I just want the money nigga, f*ck the fame Ima goat in this bitch, Trap Gang My diamonds are clear, clearer than the fuckin ocean Your girl makes my dick dissapear, hocus pocus Got the 9 on my hip its going to leave a scar Make shells penetrate niggas like a pornstar I don’t get mad lil nigga i just get even Shoot him in the leg, now he walking like a penguin Nappy head azz nigga, he so fucking lit Put my kids on her azz call that baby sit Im from the sip, 601 to be exact Where niggas shake your hand then shoot you in your back Fake niggas in the game call em conterfeite My diamonds caught pneumonia, so my neck is stupid sick Nappy head azz nigga but i keep a glock The opps scared cause we always sending shots We were fiening, dying to get a plate Then we took it now all my niggas eating steak Nappy head azz nigga but i keep a glock The opps scared cause we always sending shots We were fiening, dying to get a plate Then we took it now all my niggas eating steak You know i keep that strap on me, like a true dike Put the pistol to his face now he screaming yikes F*ck with me, my finger stay on the trigga Im a reckless, heartless, azz hood nigga Numb the pain with the money, you know how it is If you not fucking then i guess i’ll f*ck your best friend From the south so i slur my motherfucking words The glock sound like thunder no Paul George Nappy head azz nigga but i keep a glock The opps scared cause we always sending shots We were fiening, dying to get a plate Then we took it now all my niggas eating steak Nappy head azz nigga but i keep a glock The opps scared cause we always sending shots We were fiening, dying to get a plate Then we took it now all my niggas eating steak
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