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jeno a bitch - allstar jr lyrics

how you doing big grove, you a big hoe (scary ass n*gga)
touch quit hyping dog up, he a b*tch bro (he lame)
sold yo soul for a dusty ass chain (that sh*t terrible)
crushed up cloudy ice, and them bent ass frames b*tch (them b*tches musty)

you that fat ugly n*gga we so tired of seeing (b*tch)
need some money, n*gga, don’t you got diabetes (sick ass)
you skipping work for the stu don’t get fired n*gga (hard workin ass)
never punched sh*t you was working at a meijers n*gga

n*ggas yap about jackin they ain’t never took (ain’t took sh*t)
would catch you at a show n*ggas never book (n0body likes you)
shut up b*tch joey got it looking good (lit)
touch goofy ass running round this b*tch wearing woods (dumbass muslim)
messy ass can’t dress heavy ass n*gga (fat ass)
up head diss storytelling ass n*gga
r being a hoe i was never that n*gga (ain’t me n*gga)
he don’t wanna work it out then we stretching that n*gga b*tch

if it was pressure on me b*tch i would have been smacked you
if it was pressure on us b*tch we would have been wacked you
if it was pressure on me b*tch i would have been smacked you
if it was pressure on us b*tch we would have been wacked you

who a b*tch, you a b*tch, smoking dope around this b*tch
dis 4sho around this b*tch you getting smoked around this b*tch
who a b*tch, you a b*tch, smoking dope around this b*tch
dis 4sho around this b*tch you getting smoked around this b*tch

i will not lose

eating good n*gga jeno ain’t the last meal
plant worker really don’t know how that bag feel
nino brown was a snitch pops got k!lled
from the looks b*tch you catchin’ a bad deal

dog running round talking like he me or sum
like his song popped longer than a week or sum
f*cked your ugly ass sister she a sl*t b*tch
i f*cked twice first time i had bust quick
you let these n*ggas really talk you into getting stamped
you not a beast you just ugly and be looking mad
only song you get n*gga this ain’t even that
no more collecting for you n*gga you ain’t seeing that

we all f*cked the same hoes that don’t mean sh*t
the wolves on you now you scared to come and steal sh*t
yo mans got shot all you did was shoot at [vil]?
he lived barely next time they gone shoot again

just don’t be another grove n*gga blue again
hopefully riding round wit yo stupid ass

n*gga, fat f*ggot, shrek looking ass
ugly ass, black eye having b*tch n*gga
lame ass n*gga
east side n*gga

4746 n*gga you know how we rocking n*gga
you know we run this b*tch n*gga
ugly b*tch ass n*gga selling fruit
n*gga, yall n*ggas hoes

f*ck touch ent, man these n*ggas so lame
6 mile piece musty n*ggas should be ashamed
you claim you getting money but them buffs so trifling
you can’t make a hit n*gga so you stuck for life
cut into him bout the song n*ggas heart got hit
jeno cashh and that muslim just some soft ass b*tches
we winning ain’t no competition everybody lost
soon as i say that sh*t on everybody off

k!llers coming for them petty ass jewels
when they take it ain’t no telling keep it cool, you know the rules
these n*ggas can’t f*ck around with real g’s
popped shrek ass up now he deceased, you know the reason

i let these n*ggas know its on for life
me and the gang finna ride tonight, n*gga
touch thought he had a plan yo ass got k!lled
f*ck wit r and get yo cap pealed n*gga

grab your glock when you see r pop
call the cops when you see r pop
you dropped him but the lame didn’t finish
now you bout to feel the wrath of them k!llers n*gga

we finished up, you tell me who won, i see him, he run
fat stanking ass scary ass n*gga tryna catch a wave
you mad cause you stole a song you lame ass n*gga?
musty ass n*gga, yo manager got you a feature with tony f*ckin yayo
ain’t n0body give a f*ck n*gga, ain’t n0body listen to yo musty ass from new york
you big nose little eye ugly fat f*ggot, f*ck is you talking bout n*gga
come over here to get a bag records n*gga
all that screaming on the phone n*gga you a b*tch n*gga
take yo hoe ass back to the plant n*gga
f*ck is wrong with you n*gga, talking bout coupe’s and sh*t n*gga
put that car door on that ram truck n*gga fore yo b*tch ass get fired
f*ck is you talking about n*gga
you ain’t no threat n*gga you still a threat to get fired n*gga
and get yo hoe ass fired on n*gga, fat b*tch, f*ck you thought n*gga

get a pack

don’t you got asthma n*gga? you gone get tired of running from us through this b*tch n*gga
you gone be tired then a motherf*cker n*gga, b*tch

- allstar jr lyrics

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