lirik lagu frayser boy - pistol playa
(crunchy black): you ain’t gon’ believe what happened to me man.
(frayser boy): what happened?
(man i just had to whoop this n-gg- man) (for real?) (yeah man)
man: crunchy, crunchy! what’s up, what’s up, what’s up n-gg-?
(what’s up wit’ you n-gg-?) what’s up with that sh-t in the club n-gg-?
(n-gg- it’s whatever) huh, what you wanna do now n-gg-?
i got this tone now n-gg-, got this tone now n-gg-
(i got the same thing n-gg-, it’s whatever n-gg-)
smack you upside yo’ motherf-ckin’ head n-gg-
(all you gotta do is do what you gotta do n-gg-)
huh? get buck n-gg-! get buck drunk now n-gg-!
(n-gg- i been buck n-gg-, n-gg- i been buck n-gg-)
huh what you wanna do now n-gg-?
(whatever dog)
(chorus: dj paul)
n-gg- talk how you would talk if you ain’t have your gun
you’s a weak -ss n-gg- i think your -ss would run
’cause you a pistol playa, (pistol playa), pistol playa
(pistol playa), pistol playa, (pistol playa), ‘ol f-cker -ss sucker
n-gg- talk how you would talk if you ain’t have your gun
you’s a weak -ss n-gg- i think your -ss would run
’cause you a pistol playa, (pistol playa), pistol playa, (pistol playa)
pistol playa, (pistol playa), f-cker -ss sucker
(frayser boy)
i hate when n-gg-z talk sh-t, when they know they some hoes
they nuts plump, ’cause they got a tone under they clothes
but you can see it in they eyes, when n-gg-z b-tch made
but my gun’s a lil’ bigger, it’s like you got a switchblade
if you pull it, better use it, or be dead young n-gg-
pull a gun for fun that sound a lil’ dumb n-gg-
it can get a lil’ tragic, end up with deadly cost
you’ll make a n-gg- circle back and blow your -ss off
old coward -ss boy, keep it real, what’s the deal
you the type that’ll slip up, make mistake and kill
i can show you better than i can tell ya, so what’s the biz
you gon’ hear my f-ckin’ tone, gon’ pop like a quiz
boy p-ssy -ss n-gg-z get f-cked in the b-tt
when i get back b-tch, best be tryin’ to catch a cut
coming back like ‘n-gg- what?’, i ain’t gon’ play, i’m gon’ bust
f-ck with me, and you’re f-cked, then i’m slum on that ‘tuss, what n-gg-
(chorus)
(crunchy black)
i’ma tell you what happened to me one day
i was chillin’ out with one of my padres
we was hanging in a tree, i needed some weed, instead my n-gg- pulled a gun on me
but that’s okay n-gg-, i’m makin’ paper, all y’all other n-gg-z out catchin’ vapors
you have to rape a, hoe to get p-ssy, crunchy black leaves sh-t so mushy
locked and load, jump up out the bushes, i told y’all n-gg-z y’all ain’t nothin’ but p-ssy
this ain’t no pistol play, n-gg-z need bullets
and if i got mine, n-gg- i’ma pull it
you’ll think crunchy black is a bully
’cause i leave n-gg-z stankin’ like p-ssy
so gone on n-gg- with that f-ckin’ bullsh-t
cb and frayser boy we let them guns click
(chorus)
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