fuck everybody pt. 2 - jimmy hendrixxx lyrics
chorus:
my pockets empty i’m hurtin
i’m on the block and i’m servin
i told you n*ggas once before
these n*ggas making me nervous
she wanna f*ck but i curved her
gave that b*tch to my brother
i told the gang, f*ck everybody
all we got is each other
my pockets empty i’m hurtin
i’m on the block and i’m servin
i told you n*ggas once before
these n*ggas making me nervous
she wanna f*ck but i curved her
gave that b*tch to my brother
i told the gang, f*ck everybody
all we got is еach other
verse 1:
my pockеts was empty i’m hurting
i’m stuck on the block i might take something
look at these n*ggas they lurkin
he run up on me i might spray something
i told my n*ggas i got em
like f*ck everybody we all that we got
i had to go bring that sh*t to the block
he running his mouth and he making it hot
i remember them cold nights
gotta get me some money i’m watching the spot
had to stay up them long nights
think he in a safe place but my bro got the drop
i gotta get it
i gotta run up a ticket, and you know we can’t leave a witness
i thought they was with me
now they be making them threats well tell them n*ggas come and get me
i got the stick in the party
my n*ggas be poppin them pills like they smarties
lil n*gga don’t get me started
i’m gone off the x and i’m feeling r*t*rded
they throw dirt on my name
i had to walk through the rain
i blossom like i’m in a garden
f*ck everybody i’m strapped wit a 40
i get the pack and it’s gone in the morning
chorus:
my pockets empty i’m hurtin
i’m on the block and i’m servin
i told you n*ggas once before
these n*ggas making me nervous
she wanna f*ck but i curved her
gave that b*tch to my brother
i told the gang, f*ck everybody
all we got is each other
my pockets empty i’m hurtin
i’m on the block and i’m servin
i told you n*ggas once before
these n*ggas making me nervous
she wanna f*ck but i curved her
gave that b*tch to my brother
i told the gang, f*ck everybody
all we got is each other
verse 2:
like f*ck everybody go tellem i’m locked in
only focusing on what’s important
i just sent a prayer up
and that’s for my dawg my n*gga just walked up in court
gotta pack hit the highway
i look up see the laws a n*gga might put it in sport
and my boy catching bodies he sleep like it’s nothin
i just might go send him to shoot up your fort
like f*ck everybody we all that we got
i had my wrist and my arm in the pot
kicked that boy out the spot
we heard he was talking
that n*gga he really can’t be on the block
and we run in yo house n*gga know we ain’t sparing nothin
we take everything that you got
i just bought a new glock
it came with a fire extinguisher
i shoot the b*tch till it’s hot
and i’m back on the lean, picked my cup up
if he didn’t get hit, well he lucked up
finna let off some rounds
we getting back active in town
you n*ggas you done f*cked up
like f*ck everybody and f*ck everybody again
and don’t make me say it again
my bro caught a body and he just might spray it again
b*tch don’t make me say it again
chorus:
my pockets empty i’m hurtin
i’m on the block and i’m servin
i told you n*ggas once before
these n*ggas making me nervous
she wanna f*ck but i curved her
gave that b*tch to my brother
i told the gang, f*ck everybody
all we got is each other
my pockets empty i’m hurtin
i’m on the block and i’m servin
i told you n*ggas once before
these n*ggas making me nervous
she wanna f*ck but i curved her
gave that b*tch to my brother
i told the gang, f*ck everybody
all we got is each other
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