Free Zo

Bitch Nine Whooa Aye, f*ck them boys Forever gon' be f*ck dem boys RG nigga, or nothin Yeah I'ma tell you something Get around Nine Never cuff her though cause she get around Yeah, you ain't gotta let us in the door F*ck boy, we'll kick it down Yeah, old friends dead to me I'd die for you if you still around I can tell dude probably run his mouth I ain't bout to do a track with him Yeah, I know these niggas talk down But smilin ear to ear with me Last night I was getting gawk down Sound like I'm putting beer in her Catch flight and get your ass hawk down Bring your puss ass here nigga Yeah, them niggas be drove an I don't know why though I can see them stressing Look, pull up with them poles sticking out the side Looking like BMX's Huh, if I set it up then this shit'll go Nigga, you ain't ready Yeah, asking your bitch who that pussy for I be being messy Look, how I get the block and the bitch She keep singing me a love song Feeling funny when I'm chopping this shit I need to start putting gloves on Dope fiends keep knocking this shit That first of the month flood on Try to tax when I'm copping this shit You know I'm about to get my grub on Yeah, look, you a bitch, brother It ain't your fault, guess you just wasn't lead right Yeah, I was in the cage getting treated wrong But was getting my head right He end up on the list and that bitch gone And I ain't about to say it twice I'm in the gutter riding in a fishbowl Nigga, f*ck is a red light Teach him who not to f*ck with If it's a problem, I attend to it Yeah, Lah 9 the real karma With they dishing out is what I give to him Bitch, them tickets be dumb low Make a nigga wonder what I spent for it Yeah, LaBoy better think fast That bitch gon' be hitting too quick for him Yeah