lirik lagu itsmanman - boyz n the hood (remix)
[intro: itsmanman]
(ayy, turk, turn that sh~t up)
itsmanman
n~gga
[verse 1: itsmanman]
nah, we ain’t trippin’ ’bout that b~tch because we all smacked
boyz n the hood, these n~ggas scared to get they ball back
ar turn a thug to a tortilla, get ’em all wrapped
you quick to buy her a steak, i’m finna feed this b~tch a ball sack
i’m finna f~ck with susa lee, go grab the mask, i’m on my way to her
you do all that big talkin’ but your pape’ short
captain~save~a~ho, thought he was flyin’, got his cape tore
mei ling until we meet again, that was a great tour
she lied and said she had a 9 to 5, she out here poppin’ tw~t
he tryna rap this back and forth, b~tch, i ain’t poppa doc
you think your favorite rapper gettin’ views, but he be buyin’ bots
your gang just like ralfy with his songs because thеy drop a lot
i don’t really get thesе n~ggas, how you aim and not pop it?
got whacked for being tough, r.i.p. dwayne “the rock” johnson
he got smacked with smith & wesson, man, i had to chris rock her
hit his hip with lil uzi, i just dropped a tiktoker
i ain’t red off friday, b~tch, you ain’t takin’ nothin’ from me
reach for the carats, now he sayin’, “what’s up, doc?”, bugs bunny
bro just knocked out dave chappelle just for sayin’ somethin’ funny
hit ’em wit’ a folding chair like i came from montgomery
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
you was broke before you ran up, now you died, dumb bummy
i nutted on my b~tches, treat ’em like cum dummies
get ’em under control before you left wit’ no hubby
when they scream out, “krispy”, that’s how i know the hoes love me
iced out rolex, this b~tch got h~lla diamonds in it
got this green like i’m popeye, but this is not spinach
why you keep flashin’ all that money, but not spendin’?
caught that boy by surprise like he was shopliftin’
on the yacht wit’ five hoes, the waves give sea sickness
said they hate me, you gotta come around, brodie
you gotta see the litness
drive~by, skrt~skrt, bro, you better whip it
clip long on the ‘k like a whippet
my white boy throw bullets, tim tebow
i just call a plays of san bernardino
this smoke for the rich n~ggas, not the cheap folks
tell my opps like i get this sh~t for free, i keep smoke
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