lirik lagu blac youngsta - fuck everybody else
[intro]
tay keith, f-ck these n-gg-s up
heavy camp
yeah, b-tch b-tch b-tch
suck my d-ck d-ck d-ck
i can’t wait till i beat these muhf-ckin cases
ima smack the sh-t out of all you busta -ss n-gg-s on my mama, b-tch
gang gang
[hook]
i been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
when my lil b-tch stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms
i been keeping my circle tight can’t f-ck with everybody
screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
in the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies
i might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya
i can’t trust none of these b-tches these b-tches for everybody
you can’t short me my n-gg- you know i want every dollar
[verse 1]
boy you tresp-ssing on my block
ain’t no tresp-ssing on my block
boy you better check in or get shot
i got like nine bodies on my glock
i got about five bodies in my drop
oh, can’t stop and won’t stop
no, f-ck your b-tch out her socks
oh, don’t get mad that’s what thots do
he might lose it bout that b-tch, he might shoot some bout that b-tch
i might cut that b-tch off, she might do some bout that d-ck
i can’t take that b-tch on no date, i can’t f-ck with b-tches they fake
i can’t f-ck with n-gg-s they hate, if you f-ck with me you not safe
tryna take care of my family but i can’t take care of everybody
you might not understand me so f-ck what they said bout me
i’m like f-ck what they said bout me, free my dawg the fed got him
if them p-ss-es they ever k!ll me i hope they lay dead by me
[hook]
i been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
when my lil b-tch stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms
i been keeping my circle tight can’t f-ck with everybody
screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
in the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies
i might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya
i can’t trust none of these b-tches these b-tches for everybody
you can’t short me my n-gg- you know i want every dollar
[verse 2]
if you mention south memphis just know i’m the f-ckin king
if you hit one of my b-tches just know they not on my team
i gotta take care of my grandma she know i be serving feinds
if i come in with my 40 you know it come with a beam
security just searched me but i still got my strap in
i ain’t give no n-gg- permission to hit my city you gotta tap in
heavy camp whole waiting in the city yall little bitty n-gg-s better get a sack in
i could’ve got you whacked back then
i been running around chasing back ends
grandma was my momma and my momma was daddy
you know i come from nothing that’s the reason i’m flashy
my cousin told me if them p-ss-es play let them have it
i come from the projects where they dusty and ashy
[hook]
i been tussin and clutchin and bustin at everybody
when my lil b-tch stop fussin ill buy her some red bottoms
i been keeping my circle tight can’t f-ck with everybody
screaming free my lil hittas i hate that them feds got em
in the trenches with demons surrounded by dead bodies
i might cut off your finger right after i head shot ya
i can’t trust none of these b-tches these b-tches for everybody
you can’t short me my n-gg- you know i want every dollar
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