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woah remix - king t’d lyrics

lil’ n*gga with some muscle, real g so i can’t f*ck with busters, new whip coming and that b*tch custom, she a freak so i think i might cuff her, ain’t gotta lie ain’t got nun’ to hide it’s from the heart if i tell you i love you, better take advantage cause’ it’s n*ggas planning to send yo ass to the man up above you, big dog when i walk i be stompin’, big hits people say that i’m bumpin’, freaky sh*t b*tches hear it and love it, young n*gga striving to get that money, big brother told that n*gga i love him, big sister play with her and im dumpin’, i’m a soldier i’ll fight for my cousin, n*ggas say they gangsta’ but they ain’t touch me, ion f*ck with you n*ggas i f*ck with my bros, always been loyal i stuck to that code, n*ggas be laughing like this sh*t a joke, make a phone call and i get n*ggas poked, all over the internet say you want smoke, showing off money but you really broke, pull up at yo crib and i leave that b*tch soaked, say i can’t rap but my sh*t really dope, feel like i’m the greatest, there ain’t no replacement, lot of people hate me, they say i be faking, told me you was ridin’ then you start changin’, gd what i’m claimin’, f*ck what you thinkin’, can’t n0body tell me nothing, n*ggas out here steady bluffin’, i’m her mcm yeah that lil b*tch crushin’, plenty days we done suffered,police really hate the color, lot of people left dead left undiscovered, i always used to sit and wonder, will i be a rapper making money doing numbers, gotta grind and stay humble, gotta get it for my momma, f*ck donald trump we need obama, n*ggas be scary as f*ck they hiding out just like osama, talk like you really be at that, push yo snapback, off yo motherf*cking head like i’m mad max, walking with the fye in the backpack, if a n*gga ever shot a bullet at me i’m finna blast back, these n*ggas rapping but they mad wack, i keep it real on a track spittin mad facts, n*gga walking all up on me better bag back, put a n*gga face on a shirt with a r.i.p hashtag, feeling like i’m roddy cause’ im getting richh, i’m rubbing on her body and she touching on my d*ck, my brother right beside me when i go and hit a l!ck, these n*ggas cannot stop me if they trying they get hit, riding round the city with my bros in the whip, let a n*gga play with reggie got that pole on his hip, pull up and blast and empty the whole clip, everybody round me bout’ that action we don’t slip, yeah i’ma go hard for the team, they love it when i pull up i’m a star on the scene, who harder than me, get a n*gga knocked off for the cheap, hot head stop talking to me, n*gga want a feature do it all for a fee, i’m a nba hooped can’t be ballin’ for free, better get ya bands up n*gga man up i’ma stand up quick to beat em for the cream

- king td lyrics

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