[Puff One two one two One two one two This one right here goes out to all the fake out there yeah uh huh
Yo when you say you thuggin it doesn It goes into my as just chit chatter You may say I have a ego or just maybe But none of that tough I take seriously It goes in one ear and right out the Heard that fake thug brotha I don't mean to brag, never hate You got the bank that it takes to stop this Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha you missed I put inside, you know who I am P-U-2-F, to the U.S. And I when one, attempts to analyze get your hands tied Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was That dream is over, your body
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo All of you out there, who don't got it, to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit, Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you See that, Brooklyn get shoot to Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I You we tired and you shoot to shit You want hardcore smash the Back, and back, to y'all With funny niggas after
Daddy] You got it (that's right) hits the floor when the shit drops This shit knocked, stop (bitch, stop) We brawl, we pile, we all night We stop, niggas thought the heat was gone But I'm back to do it again, up rhymes BAD BOY, we into the scene of the crime I'm accurate, damn you can that shit I just wanna get a slide with the bitch Models and actresses, that Bottles, that shit Get, as fuck, leave when the lights is up it down when the mics is up Lately say Diddy's gettin nice as hell Shit, if I don't write it I recite it Locked the flow, so you got to know I'm tight with my glock and my
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo All of you out there, who don't got it, How many we tear it down and shoot to shit now, Yo fuck you you and you you, you and you Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to Aiyyo bitch, you know I want and what I bring fuck with me you won't get shoot to shit You want hardcore the walls Back, and back, back to With funny niggas y'all
Daddy] ladies, get up Bounce tits up Be happy Brooklyn ain't this shit up Cause I see ladies tonight That I could give a condom or 3 tonight You might catch a if you playing me right But if you whack there you gettin cab Yo, I'm more for drama little clap there I mean I Ghandi of this whole rap gear But you see honey what I'm rappin with All I is a minute to get back to the lair where it is let's trap the deal, where Cease is with a few of his That's how we is, east side and If she with, I-9-5 hit the road tramp And don't you come back no more no more no No
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo All of you thugs out there, who got it You ain't touched fuck don't shoot to Fuck you you and you you, you and you We Bad Boy don't shoot to shit Aiyyo bitch, you what I want, and what I bring Yo New city don't shoot to shit You want hardcore the walls Back, and back, to y'all With funny after y'all
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