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Finding Nemo Song Lyrics
Yo, ayo (JTK) Huh (these niggas know me for real) What? (For real) Von
Rob who? Take what? You tweaking I said it was war, lil' nigga, I mean it I done got out the floor, who got shot? I don't know Headshots up close, lil' nigga, I seened it Gun got dirty, lil' nigga, I cleaned it .45 Glock on the bottom with a beam in If a nigga move foul then we aiming where his team is Sitting lil' niggas down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it
Get caught, just stick to the code Got some niggas locked up and they know what they know My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while If he give up me then he letting 'em go He won't be back on the streets 'til he old Everyone that he love, they gon' be gone I know some niggas that's quick to give a police a tip But my nigga, he never folded
I don't really give a fuck what the block said Too official to clear up a rumor My homie laugh hard, heard an opp was dead Guess he got a killer's sense of humor I heard that pussy been thinking 'bout death Well that bullet gon' stick to his mind like a tumor Catch him and change him, look how they played him He only gangster up on his computer
He play foul and we gave him a pass That don't mean we won't get on your ass in the future And I won't trip when my lil' brother clutching Know how he put in that work with that Ruger My sneakers Louboutin, these ain't Puma's I got a low end hoe, she a booster Nut on her face and I call her an Uber He saving these hoes like his first name was Super
Now it's time to ride, is you ready or what? Caught a few homicides now they ain't letting up 13 hundred shots when we ride in them trucks Get on any side and we fucking you up I used to trap with the gangsters and clucks Straight in the slums where they praying for luck Like I'm Giannis, I play for them bucks Hood on my back and I came in a clutch, bitch
Rob who? Take what? You tweaking I said it was war, lil' nigga, I mean it I done got out the floor, who got shot? I don't know Headshots up close, lil' nigga, I seened it Gun got dirty, lil' nigga, I cleaned it .45 Glock on the bottom with a beam in If a nigga move foul then we aiming where his team is Said lil' niggas down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it Get caught, just stick to the code
Got some niggas locked up and they know what they know My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while If he give up me then he letting 'em go He won't be back on the streets 'til he old Everyone that he love, they gon' be gone I know some niggas that's quick to give a police a tip But my nigga, he never folded
I got my first hundred thou' when I broke it down With my team, boy, I am so GOAT-ed I always stuck out when I'm in the crowd when I was a child I was special and my mama noticed That nigga cool, but Von, he the coldest I live my life like a book and I wrote it I drop a song and these niggas quote it If he looking for me, I'm probably where his hoe is
Only fuck bitches that's bad, ain't got no kids I'm going crazy like I ain't got no sense You in that car and that bitch ain't got no tint We pulling up and we letting off four knicks Don't need cap credit we giving out facelifts He breathing hard, don't think he gon' make it I chopped the block up and they had my face mask So I'ma stay in, that's how my day end
Say he a heavy, we see at the wigh-in He want a song or a verse, gotta pay then Don't see me stopping, don't know where my brakes is Only want blues, man I'm starting to get racist Shit be getting real in that field and them chases Can't go back now, I got too many cases You don't look for me and see too many faces Nigga, you in the way, and bitch, I'm your replacement
Rob who? Take what? You tweaking I said it was war, lil' nigga, I mean it I done got out the floor, who got shot? I don't know Headshots up close, lil' nigga, I seened it Gun got dirty, lil' nigga, I cleaned it .45 Glock on the bottom with a beam in If a nigga move foul then we aiming where his team is Said lil' niggas down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it Get caught, just stick to the code
Got some niggas locked up and they know what they know My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while If he give up me then he letting 'em go He won't be back on the streets 'til he old Everyone that he love, they gon' be gone I know some niggas that's quick to give a police a tip But my nigga, he never folded
