a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

what dat be bout - leak obama lyrics

[verse 1]
say
what that be bout
you f*ck round and get checked n*gga
we come see bout
any form of disrespect n*gga
gon bring that g out me
you p*ssies ain’t no threat n*gga
p*ssy n*gga let’s see who pull quicker
everybody thuggin and i love it
make some smart decisions cause my n*ggas the dumbest
you say the wrong thing and like s*m*n b*tch we cumin
only got one question for these p*ssy n*ggas
mane who want it
im saying tho, grab the stick fill it with a hunnit
these p*ssy n*ggas play, we get em like some money
chase em like that bag sending shots from out the mag
catch you in yo car shoot that b*tch until you crash
that’s red rum dead dumb my n*ggas holler murder
you running with some squares fill ya whole team with circles
ain’t paying for no bodies have my n*ggas come and murk ya
fore’ i pay for a body b*tch i’ll come and dirt ya
that’s real talk
real sh*t my n*ggas really steppin
youngin got zero patience tell em free lil stephen
and i was outta town when my n*gga got hit
but now i’m back in town ready to buss a n*gga sh*t
(then say that)

[hook]
say
what that be bout
you f*ck round and get checked n*gga
we come see bout
any form of disrespect n*gga
gon bring that g out me
you p*ssies ain’t no threat n*gga
(p*ssy n*gga)
say
what that be bout
you f*ck round and get checked n*gga
we come see bout
any form of disrespect n*gga
gon bring that g out me
you p*ssies ain’t no threat n*gga

[verse 2]
yea come and see bout me
i still run with them steppas n*gga
who took yo g outtie
sent him up to heaven
let my n*ggas up there stamp him
and since i was youngin mama told me bout my temper
sh*t get deadly n*gga
south florida that’s where you find me
they know we really outchea don’t do no hiding
you heard they call me splat boy yea i be sliding
don’t ask if it’s a stolen car just know we riding
i’m saying tho grab that glock and fill it up with thirty
we do them murders clean for u n*ggas talking dirty
catch him put some numbers on his back just like a jersey
can’t let no n*gga dirt me no can’t let no n*gga murk me
(that’s real y’all)

- leak obama lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular