lirik lagu lud foe – bout shit
[intro]
aye
y.s.n, young street n~gga
out west, 290 sh~t n~gga
you know how i’m rockin’ n~gga
lud foe
boochie gang b~tch
get yo guns up, get yo funds up
you on that opp sh~t get mop stick hoe
straight gang sh~t n~gga
you know how we rockin’ n~gga
aye, aye, aye
[verse]
i don’t give a f~ck about sh~t
mouth sl!ck, sl!ck rick
you was in the house
but i was on some trap house sh~t
i f~ck hoes, talk sh~t
n~ggas ain’t bout sh~t
this a gucci shirt
i used to rock that hugo boss sh~t
we send shots, you catch bullets on yo randy moss sh~t
and sometimes i lose my mind
but i never lost sh~t
red bone, super thick
f~ck me for a outfit
we do home invasions, f~ck around and get ya house hit
i’m riding big rims, think i’m on some down south sh~t
b~tch i’m getting money, i’m just on some young boss sh~t
if you cross the line, i’ll get you knocked off quick
you not a k!ller, boy you lying, you ain’t knocked off sh~t
drugs in my pores, molly water drippin’ off me
you talking sh~t, 30 bullet holes in ya outfit
these hoes like paparazzi, i can’t get these b~tches off me
i wake up early and start drinking henny like its coffee
you ain’t talking bout no money, well that’s where you lost me
i f~ck these hoes for free, that sh~t ain’t gon’ never cost me
do a drill mask on, you won’t even notice me
my jewelry colder than a polar, my jeweler done froze me
it’s a sight to see, that’s why these b~tches gon’ hoe for me
my shorties shoot for free
they might end up kickin’ yo door for me
i keep a pole with me just in case you thinkin bout pokin me
got junkies knockin on my door, tryna cop some blow from me
what imma fight for? what you wanna lose your life for?
i long pipe her but i can never ever wife her
as a young n~gga they never really understand nun
so i pick the gun up, f~cked around and got my stripes up
she wanna f~ck with me, she heard that i can turn her life up
i got some rap money, i f~cked around and got my pipes up
i hit the club with my shades on, why
cause i’m high as h~ll
i don’t rock no f~ckin’ bourne fly but i’m fly as h~ll
say he gettin’ money but he not, he’s a lie and tell
if i go to jail, i won’t tell b~tch i make bail
all we know is w’s, cause n~gga we don’t take l’s
bro go post up by the train station, rob n~ggas by the l
if robbin’ me was yo mission, then you gon’ f~ck around and fail
got homies in the jail and for me i know they proud as h~ll
boy these bullets hot, hit yo top and f~ck around and melt
i keep that 40 on me, and it’s tucked in my designer belt
b~tch keep on callin’, she stalking me
she can’t help herself, i ain’t gotta touch a b~tch
i make a hoe caress herself
get a shoebox fill it with knots
sit on the shelf, 4 leaf clover for that green, imma f~cking elf
i remember back when we was down, ain’t n0body help
you get f~cked up, yo b~tch lips like some vice grips
i get sucked up like crime mob
if you knuck you get buck, buck
you get gift wrapped, kidnapped, you get trunk trunk
you mug off them drugs, you got f~ck around
and i get punched drunk, i ain’t finish school
h~ll yeah i was a young flunk, quick to get a gun
but i still want no young pump
i was grindin’ n~gga, i couldn’t wait till my time come
yo b~tch give me dome, she couldn’t wait till a n~gga cum
drinkin’ henny to the dome, i don’t want no red rum
if you run up on me wrong, n~gga imma k!ll some
we steal cars, to do drive~by’s let’s go peel some
these bullets come with pain, i don’t think you wanna feel none
been doin this rap sh~t since a shorty and it’s still fun
i hope you got your gun if don’t then you better run
i got a lot to say, you main b~tch be blowin’ me
this mac what i spray, coolin’ kit so it won’t overheat
you not a street n~gga, so stay yo ass out the street
b~tch i got bread on both sides, like some lunch meat
b~tch we hurricane, go ay bay bay with 223s
i told her f~ck my chain, she was dreamin’ about f~ckin’ me
i caught a money disease infected with the blue cheese
n~ggas funny to me, put on fronts for tv
i grew up around robbers
i grew up around thieves
i grew up around k!llers
grew up around og’s
they was all real n~ggas and they well taught me
white chalk cross that out if he cross me
you wanna rap beef, you must not wanna eat
you ain’t gettin’ no money, cause you way too busy watching me
if you wanna come around here, we knock you off your property
they say life a gamble, it feel like monopoly
you tryna compete, he lost the ball, he thought he was rockin’ me
these hoes used to diss me now they sending me apologies
i been doin this sh~t for years n~gga imma prodigy
i’m sellin’ twitter d, so all the dope fiens follow me
n~ggas hate on me, but me i never let it bother me
shout out to my momma dukes
cause she the one that father’ed me
shout out to my real n~ggas, never turned they back on me
so when you see me, got the same n~ggas in the back of me
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