Naan Punk

Girl Yaya Boy What These straight niggas think they the only ones that can rap Oh hell Nah They think they the only ones that can spit flows and talk about fucking hoes Prince, they got you fucked up They must not know you can spit for real Exactly cause this punk can and will Friend talk your shit Dj start the motherfucking beat Now you don't know Naan Punk, that's popping shit more than me Who the prince of the streets So cant Naan Nigga come f*ck with me Nigga you don't know Naan Punk That'll have a nigga on his knees begging Make that nigga feel like he in heaven two days later fucked up his credit Nigga you don't know Naan Punk That'll slap a nigga crazy if he talk shit Who never been scared of a opp bitch Pulled up in yo city still pop shit You don't know naan punk Nigga you don't know naan punk That call himself prince of the hood cause he be with them shooters Westside Eastside we'll do ya Talk crazy on the net I'll shoot ya Trina might be the baddest bitch But I'm the baddest nigga Been fucking yo nigga so my ass getting bigger I be bouncing on the dick like we Winnie and Tiger But this ass ain't free so you know he a spender But f*ck this sex talking wassup I heard these bitches wanna beat me up But you know I ain't never gave a f*ck Cause my hands stay ready to slap a bitch, box a bitch, up and down all threw this shit I'm the prince of the hood and I ain't having it Royalty round this bitch you my peasant bitch I'm going to stay lit while these hoes irrelevant little bitch That's how you do it prince Show them niggas you been popping, been the shit, been rapping Allat yea Real nigga shit Now you don't know Naan Punk, that's popping shit more than me Who the prince of the streets So cant Naan Nigga come f*ck with me Nigga you don't know Naan Punk That'll have a nigga on his knees begging Make that nigga feel like he in heaven two days later fucked up his credit Nigga you don't know Naan Punk Who'll slap a nigga crazy if he talk shit Who never been scared of a opp bitch Pulled up in yo city still pop shit You don't know naan punk Nigga you don't know naan punk Now you don't know Naan Punk, that's popping shit more than me Who the prince of the streets So cant Naan Nigga come f*ck with me Nigga you don't know Naan Punk That'll have a nigga on his knees begging Make that nigga feel like he in heaven two days later fucked up his credit Nigga you don't know Naan Punk Who'll slap a nigga crazy if he talk shit Who never been scared of a opp bitch Pulled up in yo city still pop shit You don't know naan punk Nigga you don't know naan punk