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fuck a hook - kpizzle lyrics

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[intro]
money musik on the beat
go get some bread, b-tch!
(aye, it’s 705 entertainment, b-tch!)
pizzle, n-gga

[verse]
just a cold hearted n-gga
b-tches say that i’m wavy
i know you hate me, i ain’t lackin’, boy
i’m strapped like the navy
on that corner since a youngin’, on that block since a baby
and ain’t no options if we lackin, we just go out an cop it
me and my partners lately plottin’ tryna get out them projects
nah, i ain’t rich but every milly has to start with a dollar
in the club only stoppin’ for them big booty b-tches
she walkin’ by and my vision on that big booty switchin’
i’m like “who is you? n-gga, where is you from?”
stepped in my hood, left him slumped
boy, we play with them drums
know some k!llers that a wack ’em then lay low for a month
got a 30 on this .40, this b-tch long as a mop
money makin’ n-gga think he 6 feet tall
i seen the biggest goofies freeze when that heat got drawn
like the hunger game, murder turn them n-ggas to stars
now how he busted when we bustin’ [?]
when we catch him, we gon’ dust him
boy we careful of [?] (yes sir!)
b-tches settin’ n-ggas up for some c0ke and some bar
so don’t you ever trust that b-tch that you just met at a bar
lost my big bro, i’ll never say his name in a song
ain’t got no time to hear a goofy dissin’ bro [?]
zr rap but i live every time i recall
boy, this glock 26 a leave you dead in the yard
and have your hooyo cry sayin’ that her son was too smart
if i’m derek jeter, it’s a hit, now sponsor me
baby i’m the teacher, this the cl-ss it’s thuganomatry
[?] got the weapon, he gon’ wet him, he gon’ honor me
i honestly made him lose some calories
pistol get to shockin n-gga
bullets be the batteries
i say after [?] we beat him till he half asleep
k!llers at his head and deal
i just get the henny bill
that be what i’m rappin’ for
i’m trappin’ till i hit a mill
my new bih look thick as h-ll
matches [?] like tinker bell
bodies in that wishing well
we throw him in then wish him well
rollie what he lookin’ at (whoo!)
boy you look at that
i ain’t got regrets on what i did
i ain’t lookin’ back
b-tch i might forgive but won’t forget
and i don’t like to text, but we still respond to your threat (we do)
i seen ’em break a sweat (yeah)
so i just break a laugh (yeah)
i’m feelin’ like the don, walter white, it’s breaking bad
can’t tell you what i’m on
i’m the alpha, i fit the pack
i’ll pop you little n-gga, i deliver order fast
and i just made a order
this gr-ss is full of corpses
and i just lost a .40, i’m tryin’ to cop a revolver
make that my problem solver
and i been problem solvin’
these percies gettin’ to me
they in my body dissolvin’
catch ’em when we off ’em
shots to his foreign
b-tch i roll like jordan and my whole team ballin’
we catch him and we get on it
wild gang
and if i catch you while you slippin’ [?]
i catch his -ss, drop his body in the wild, gang
and i been wildin’ for a minute
catch him while he lackin’, we keep dumpin’ till he finished
and i just copped a glizzy
this b-tch hold wild 50
run up on his -ss with no mask, boy he finished
i’m like “hold up”
stop with the talkin’
i catch you slippin’ [?]
it’s money makin’ madness
and i been gettin’ all this money, it’s a habit
no, he ain’t happy, he in his casket
he in his casket, b-tch

[outro]
it’s 705 entertainment in the building, hoe
we got money musik on the beat

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