first of my kind - loopy snoopy lyrics
(loopy snoopy)
ay…look
we back though
look…
errrr…shakes…
gang…look…ay…gang…look
v1: first litter, i’m the first of my kind* ain’t no lineups that come before mine…the jet from the jex, n*ggas know how i fly/i come with death, f*ck around, you could die…ya n*ggas stressed, when ya dump, i ain’t die* i was tossin’ them back, ain’t no wondering why…do it all for my hats, put ya frat in the sky/oh, it’s up?, where they at?, n*ggas tough then they hide…shakes got the addy, i’m right in ya lobby* came with a ratty, you know it’s a body…renny and stimpy on go, ain’t no prolly/instagram link, get you lined by a thotty…onlyfans sh*t, now i feel like i’m gotti* frank white “you’re welcome,” and catch me a homi*…strapped since a rugrat, you playing with tommy/finnster mu’f*cka, ya scary on mommy…hope n*ggas help you cuz i got a army/i’m pressure, they felt it, no telling me sorry…henny and ice, we don’t drink no bacardi/pauly and pepsi, my hood a safari…live from the jungle, my jets the jumanji/edenwald n*gga, i keep a ashanti…run, tell my opps, i’ma f*ck on ya auntie/f*ggot mu’f*cka, we call him a “chauncey”…got me in bully mode, ya n*ggas barbies/ya n*ggas jokers, i’m f*cking ya harley…let’em provoke us, he go in that marley/kay’ on the shoulder, who coming to harm me?…whoa?…ya n*ggas snitching, y’all sassy, sus/classic man keep me a classy sl*t…shake get the drop, send the addy’s up/
spin through they block, let the ratty bust…
whoa…shakes…
whoa, shakes…hood right back at it/hounds on hunt*time, buss my ratchet, 5 on 5, full court, all action…err…
g5 fly, we crashing, err…
me and my guys come blasting, err…
rotten…
(rottenmynded)
(r*ooo!…
tag team champs, i’m tagged in)
v2: first litter, lion and pride* i hit his block, he was running inside…kid ran with him, tears in his eyes* a body gon fall for the spirit to rise…that n*gga silly, get rid of them guys/buck on your head then we divvy the prize…one in a million, lyrics aside/get cut with a blade that’s minion*size…everywhere i fly is valid, got bronx tatted on the backhand/ i don’t do that drill sh*t, i ain’t with the rapping like batman…know this n*gga a masked man, i keep her uzi (oozy), no fast dance/i’m 30 and the only thing st*rdy bout me is how i get a bag, fam…
any n*gga that hated on me, got they sh*t clipped or their fitted lifted, too quick with it, i’ll beat the bricks off this lil’ b*tch, that’s demolition…give a f*ck about recognition, we was in the streets, h*lla living/i ain’t never had to say the sh*t we did, n*ggas knew we did it, wasn’t ever snitching…lil b*tch…know a n*gga that tough talked til i pulled up, lil b*tch/then the n*gga called the cops, couldn’t really do much, lil b*tch…another n*gga said his shawty blinded and i’m on sight/next day, i was at his crib and that n*gga hid when he saw knives…like…shing
just cuz a n*gga smile and don’t be out here no more, don’t mean i ain’t got it in me…i’ll punch your f*cking t**th in, sweetie
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