j.o.y deezy sad case şarkı sözleri

(Won't beef about no bitch, but I'll squabble over principles) (How the f*ck you tried to snake me for a bitch that I'd give to you?) I won't beef about no bitch, but i'll squabble over principles (Pow, pow) How the f*ck you tried to snake me for a bitch that I'd give to you? False claimin' bitch niggas, have your own set get rid of you You tired to play like you was bro, that's some pussy shit a bitch would do Huh, I don't just rap about it, I be about it nigga My nigga come and test your luck and come and see about it nigga (Nigga) Don't be a bitch, you want my bitch then come to me about it nigga I know this shit gone make you mad, come squabble me about it nigga Pressured up with other niggas, but with me y'all niggas scared straight (Bitch) I can't trip about no bitch, she was a roller in the first place (Roller) Callin' me bro, but niggas playin' in my damn face (The f*ck?) But I'm a get the last laugh, you niggas hoes and that's a sad case (I know) Sad case, roller bitch she might as well walk the blade (Roller bitch) I'm T.T.G, I'm trained to go on any day (Any day) A roller bitch, how you run through the whole gang? The truth hurts, ain't that the truth you the one gettin' played These niggas pressured up, they know I got some ties behind mine And I'll step behind my words, they know I'll die for all mine (I'd die) These niggas pooh-butts and they pussy, I could see all the signs I put a beam up to his face and sent 'em straight to the sky Huh, yeah bitch Put a blower on 'em make a f*ck nigga twitch Bitch tried to play me, she must be motherfuckin' sick You out your mind rat hoe, you dumb dog head trick You niggas fake pretendin', but bitch I really live this shit Huh, that nigga talk a good one, but shit he really bitch made This nigga talkin' big shit, but this glocky 6'8 Oh this nigga big gangster, I'm a put 'em in his place Niggas change like a bitch, so I had to switch lanes Yeah bitch, niggas had to change the route Nigga talkin' hella reckless I'm a put dude in a suit Bitch, ain't no pumpfakin' I pull the glock out I'm a shoot He think he winnin' with the bitch, but in the end he finna lose (Nigga) Huh, bitch I ain't trippin', we let the hoes pick and choose And I ain't followin' shit bitch, we livin' by my rules (Nigga) This nigga frontin' for the bitches, he just look more like a fool (Yeah) (These bitches loser than a goose that's why I'm walkin' 'round with tools) Why you mean muggin' nigga, when you gone come bust a move? (Nigga) I had to up it on a nigga, he was starin' at my jewels (At my, nigga) Yeah, bitch I know the truth but I'm a stick and play it smooth (Yeah, play it) Man why the f*ck you tryin' shake my hand? Nigga we not cool (At all) Huh, f*ck the peace, we end the beef by leavin' niggas in the street (Dead) I'm a cold blooded nigga, what niggas say when bitches ask 'bout me Man f*ck your dead homie he caught a shell and that was tragedy You could do it first, I do it worse, don't be mad at me (Bitch) (Huh, what I say?) (Load the clip and then we come and dump The kay) (Shoot a opp nigga dead up in his face) You could do it first, I do it worse, don't be mad at me
Sanatçı: J.O.Y Deezy
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
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