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bloody mfa - screwly g lyrics

these n*gga’s trynna test my gangsta
why you think they hate lil screwly so much
cause i was the one that spanked em ( they know that )
shot his cous, shot his mans, shot his friends
shot his brother, sorry god im going to h*ll
i know im a bl**dy motherf*cka
n*gga come get yo b*tch she on my d*ck
and ion even wanna f*ck her
half of the gang than ran thru the b*tch
the f*ck i look like wanna touch her
i wanna rachet b*tch, wanna classy women
who act like my mother
f*ckin all the guys but want me to cuff her
f*ck i look like a sucker
bang the t’s for take
you disrespect we hit yo street
just full of bull i toss a b
n*gga f*ck the opps
we make em bleed we hit the 5
then hit 15th we hit the one
then hit 13th they ain’t outside we spin 19th
and its a few i want out east b*tch
we dont never stop for the cops its a high speed chase
im the type to tell bro keep goin
i got a switch on the back of my glock
when i squeeze one time this b*tch keep blowin
we the type n*ggas chase opps n*ggas down
so they fall on the ground f*ck he thought he was goin
come in the hood trynna slide yo ass gon die
betta know what the f*ck you doin
hit a n*gga on the last drill but his ass ain’t die
but it show my aim improving
dont need no shooter to shoot for me
cuz im the young n*gga who do all the shootin
i see a opp on camera i can’t even spare em
ask lord he know ill lose it
n*gga see my opp and ain’t get off
im taking his gun cause he shoulda used it
n*ggas be talm bout bodies ain’t got no bodies
come catch you a hat and prove it
tired of the glocks and tired of the dracs
and the arps finna buy me a uzi
bring me an extra clip when i go sliding
cause i love shootin a movie
new n*ggas come around me trynna shop
keep ya hands out yo pocket
and stop allat moving ( stay still n*gga )
n*gga betta stop allat moving
n*ggas trynna rob me you see this chop
on me ill up this b*tch and shoot
if i can’t reach my gun and ace right there
i know lil buzz gon do it
real street n*gga’s long as the opps alive
till the day they die we all into it ( b*tch )
till they die we all into it
im the type n*gga to jump out the car for a stop
and start shootin while that b*tch still movin
n*ggas be lyin in raps ain’t got sh*t clapped
opps dying on the floor they losin
catch a opp riding in a scat we creatin a pack
do his ass real bad like fooli
i got a bad ass b*tch wanna f*ck right now
and the b*tch look just like a roochie
told that b*tch i want blood, brains and bodies
b*tch ion want yo coochie
the f*ck i look like buyin a meal
get kicked to the curb if she ask for sushi
catch me a n*gga trynna shop downtown
he get gunned down smoke his ass …
f*ck the industry im in the streets foreal like
shiesty and fuji, i was goin on them hits
bailin out for nick …
whole lot of blocks i been at shots i sent shot
n*ggas was sayin theyll shoot me
i had to stop showing love and busting my gun
for n*ggas watch n*ggas abuse it
lil ass boy finna die betta have that fye
he ain’t finna keep makin no music
we did a bunch of sh*t got a bunch of bl!cks
tell not stop speakin on screwly
n*ggas ain’t slid on us we f*ck sh*t up
them n*ggas be talm bout goofies
broke ass n*ggas ain’t got no money for weed on live
beggin bro for loose ones ( broke ahh n*gga )

- screwly g lyrics

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