lirik lagu the big homie - hell nah
[intro: the big homie]
(d~mn, tye, you made this b~tch too? the f~ck got into you?)
hmm, yop, hmm, yop, yop, n~gga
yeah, huh
[verse 1: the big homie]
oh, h~ll nah
she want me spend all this money, lil’ b~tch a d~mn frog
b~tch, i’m a scam god, lil’ b~tch, i’ll scam y’all
your n~gga p~ssy, tellin’ you, he don’t wanna have no standoff
let me see that p~ssy, ain’t got time to play, take off them d~mn thongs
i done hit that p~ssy, went up out my way and put my mans on
what you think we stand on? n~gga, trey mafia
all my n~ggas hands on, we can do a lot for ya
more than your spouse or cuz, i don’t give a f~ck ’bout blood
he could be related, whole time, n~gga ain’t my blood (n~gga, yop)
i can say this for my babies, they ain’t got it out the mud (n~gga, why?)
’cause they ain’t had to
when them bullets flyin’, n~ggas better duck and they gon’ havе to
knock the sense out thе stupid n~gga head, now he a statue
say i hit him from a distance, they ain’t see ’em ’cause i’m casper (hah, yop)
mm, n~gga, huh
i’m gon’ make him blow his bladder, they gon’ put him in a caption, n~gga
knew he was dead before his mama, n~gga, she the one that had him
they say i’m crazier than boom, we can’t be in the same room
when we both in the same room, n~gga, we red~nose pits, n~gga
n~gga, we both on bullsh~t, n~gga, we all got full clips, n~gga
yeah
[verse 2: gmo stax]
you can’t run from this sh~t, she tryna run from the d~ck
runnin’ your mouth’ll get you k!lled, i’m just tryna tell you what it is
if it’s a charger in the hood and it ain’t gang’s, then we flippin’ it
try to run up on me, think it’s a game, i get ridiculous with it
i ain’t got no love for him, he wasn’t in the trenches with me
chopper and pistol with me, n~gga ain’t tryna shoot it out
shot this b~tch so many times, cut the air on just to cool it down
n~gga better cool it down before i see what you about
n~gga better switch his route, pop up at a n~gga mama house
[verse 3: diddy da don]
it’s all certified tweakers in the room
we get to sweepin’ n~ggas out this b~tch, hope you got your broom
n~ggas like to run they mouth and sh~t, we face his ass like zoom
i’m activated off these perkies, i just mixed it with the juice
opp tryna do a song, that’s a body in the booth
callin’ in, tryna get saved, boy, we don’t f~ck with you
them n~ggas tryna ride the wave, i can see ’em, we got ’em spooked
we pourin’ wock’ ’til we can’t taste the pop
in the club throwin’ dubs, them b~tches make it pop
i ain’t show that b~tch no love, i just hit her off a shot
i robbed that n~gga on my block, he ain’t comin’ back no more
told them n~ggas pick a side or we gon’ hit that backdoor
they ain’t think i was gon’ slide, they ain’t know i had the lo’
you juiced that n~gga up, i popped his head like a cantaloupe
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