346 - beatking lyrics
[chorus: beat king]
hood n*gga, all about my doegh
never ever ever let a n*gga play me like a ho
never let a b*tch hit a l!ck
i can’t give a b*tch sh*t, but she can suck a n*gga d*ck
i’m from h town, where n*ggas jack
never leave your house without your motherf*ckin strap
you just got that red, it ain’t no more ac
mix it with the xans, she gon throw that p*ssy back
[verse 1: beat king]
everything i got, i got it slow
never asked n0body for nothing, couldn’t be n0body ho
[?] texas, that’s that north
money on my mind, my d*ck in your ho mouth
club godzilla, b*tch i swoop through
bad b*tch with me, and my coope blue
she gon f*ck me, and my crew too
she don’t need no hands like a bluetooth
hold up, b*tch pop a perk, watch what it do to me
cut a f*ck n*gga off, that sh*t ain’t new to me
trunk disturbing the peace, just like luda be
you ain’t talking money, then you talking screw to me
[chorus: beat king]
hood n*gga, all about my doegh
never ever ever let a n*gga play me like a ho
never let a b*tch hit a l!ck
i can’t give a b*tch sh*t, but she can suck a n*gga d*ck
i’m from h town, where n*ggas jack
never leave your house without your motherf*ckin strap
you just got that red, it ain’t no more ac
mix it with the xans, she gon throw that p*ssy back
[verse 2: z*ro]
i’m sorry, but i had to long d*ck your broad
she be grabbing on my d*ck so hard
turning purple, she be turning sh*t so far
[?] done lit up my wrist so hard
heard bout a b*tch, i don’t recall that
can’t be johnny blaze, fine, i don’t recall that
[?] red b*tch, or a tall balack [?]
wifey material, [?] dog ass ho
mo city texas where i’m from
i never not represent my hood, i am the mo city don
not a trick, i ain’t looking for no ass
[?] looking for your cash
[chorus: beat king]
hood n*gga, all about my doegh
never ever ever let a n*gga play me like a ho
never let a b*tch hit a l!ck
i can’t give a b*tch sh*t, but she can suck a n*gga d*ck
i’m from h town, where n*ggas jack
never leave your house without your motherf*ckin strap
you just got that red, it ain’t no more ac
mix it with the xans, she gon throw that p*ssy back
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