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prove em wrong - fuktokyo! lyrics

i don’t give a f*ck about the money lil b*tch
and i told this n*gga ima hit his hat
ride round with that block ride round we gon shoot that lil hoe back
i like the white hoe ratchet, he wanna talk lil n*gga get action
d*mn we shot his mans what happened?
d*mn we shot a lil n*gga on lappin
big ass stick ima cap him
chillin with yo hoe right in that castle
got too much runtz gotta put in the pack em
i just be spitting the sh*t when i’m rappin
556 gon have a n*gga red
my n*ggas tweaking they tweaking off x
that n*gga a monkey if he jump off the bed
yo b*tch is a lame she giving me head
f*ck around big dog leave a n*gga dead
ima go f*ck this hoe instеad
556 gon blow a n*gga head
shout out to tony that n*gga my man’s
n*ggas be doing this sh*t for the trеnd
i just be doing this sh*t for the bands
i just be doin this sh*t for the wock
riding’ round i can’t stop
got yo b*tch she sucking my c*ck
ride round with that hoe say gyat
he flipping the bricks now i’m flipping that pot
f*ck lil 9 he get hit with that knock
he dissin yo deads, but you cannot stop
lil n*gga you sped yo ass get blocked
say im a clone get f*ck off my c*ck
all you n*ggas say that you n*ggas get chopped
d*mn half of you n*ggas not good
ride round with my b*tch in the hood
me and my b*tch in the back smokin woods
he talking sh*t but he wish that he could, ha

- fuktokyo lyrics

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