no diss - cruddy marie lyrics
[verse]
trying spin, better do it correct
marrv love to spin, hopping out with the blatt
i don’t hang with no n*gga, i think that that’s a rat
you ain’t downing sh*t n*gga, where the f*ck is your hats?
been hopping out cars, we been leaving sh*t wet
when i get in that mode, bet a n*gga get stretched
sh*t still ain’t gonna stop, we gonna drag on the net
been keeping sh*t chill, trying run up a check
n*ggas ain’t f*cking with us, better get up your rep
i don’t aim at no innocents, i really step
n*gga could try all he want, bet a n*gga get left
don’t compare me to n*ggas, i ain’t sh*t like the rest
that sh*t hit his chest, where the f*ck was his blatt?
got left in a pool of blood, we like leaving a mess
since them n*ggas wanna bluff, we gonna run through southwest
i hopped out blowing that k, had to get on one knee
they know about this sh*t, i ain’t bluffing, they men on a tee
[?] be banging his pistol, that’s marr from the v
they know what i claim, ain’t no secret, still throwing my c
stop dissing me b*tch, i’m a full blown creep
and our lil brother got shot, tell em free [?]
said he signed him a deal, but that sh*t ain’t gonna save him from me
i might catch his ass up the worth cause that rip really sweet
how the f*ck [?] when ya losing ya soldiers
[?] in this drac, b*tch i’m feeling [?]
the way he got burnt, he got put in the toaster
got the switch in my [?], who the f*ck need a holster?
[?]
[?], just got a little older
the opps sending disses, they got a little bolder
better come get your b*tch, she on d*ck, i might fold her
just telling them sh*ts, i ain’t sending on diss
we geeking to catch us a rapper, don’t show up at [?]
get a drop on a n*gga, we sending a blitz
it’s all blatts in this whip, n*ggas know we don’t miss
all you b*tches be wh0res, i don’t give out no kiss
i ain’t even trying f*ck, you can kiss on my d*ck
who the f*ck is you saying i ain’t banging my stick?
why the f*ck they keep thinking i’m mad bout a b*tch
free blatt, [?] up there with that switch
i’m [?], man he should’ve got clipped
he was flashing that cash and his pockets got ripped
then a rapper got shot, man i know they was sick
got that 300 black, i trying bend on their rip
and i’m taking sh*t down, you gonna die if you slip
can’t get up on me, i be quick off the hip
you gonna know if a n*gga gonna take it, running his lips
can’t speak on fat trell, got left in his whip
how i’m banging them c’s, you might think i’m a crip
n*gga broke as a b*tch, trying sell out a zip
heard a n*gga got stopped, [?]
i ain’t worried about opps, man these n*ggas ain’t nothing
cracking innocent n*ggas, ya n*ggas look dumb
n*ggas spinning so many rips, make the whole city run
shooting and driving, i pull my own stunts
love f*cking up rips, i swear this sh*t is fun
man woo was a stepper, but where was his gun?
really turned up the worth, but man them n*ggas my son
really cracking ya members, stop speaking on stunz
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