wassup nigga? pt. 3 - mst marko lyrics
[ooooh exactly]
[austin!]
[intro: mst marko]
yeahhhh, dumbass (n*gga)
alright (yeah)
what up l8ithxn? (yeah, boy)
[verse 1: mst marko, mst l8ithxn]
n*ggas out here talking cheese, but ain’t got no sack (nope)
you talking down on mst, that’s a f*cking wrap
make a n*gga run from the glocky like we running track
f*ck a ex*b*tch, i ain’t never ever running back (nope)
n*gga f*cked up off the za tryna drive us back
p*ssy ass n*gga’s copping plea’s, you a f*cking rat (boy)
took a n*gga stick out his hands, i told him get that back
naw, n*gga, you can’t get that back
n*gga tried to get it back, he got hit with that (yop)
you tryna beef with my gang, n*gga, this ain’t that
i ain’t f*cking with the b*tch unless she know my rep
these n*gga’s talking bout some money, that sh*t ain’t ** (alright, sh*t)
n*gga’s talking bout some money, man that sh*t so cap
n*gga, i ain’t never been a b*tch, n*gga, that’s a fact
n*gga tried to run down on gang, and he heard that fap
b*tch, you a runner, you be f*ckin n*gga’s in that trap
stove hot as h*ll, like we in this b*tch cooking crack
told a b*tch i love her, then i f*cked around and took it back
like to tell em’ how it is when we on that track
n*gga’s ain’t really f*cking with us, n*gga that’s a fact
[verse 2: mst l8ithxn]
n*gga’s hate me, cause i’m up next
n*gga, i could up a couple rolls, make your b*tch wet
racks, b*tch, yeah i got the nike tech
bum n*gga tried to fight, got his ass stretched
n*gga what, the f*ck, is you n*gga’s talking bout?
i’m whipping up anywhere, i’m probably at your momma’s house
toys all out, probably got my feet kicked on the couch
love four [?] b*tch, i’m f*cking with the switches (nah)
ain’t no f*cking up the bag, i’m only talking business now (straight business)
freak b*tch wanna give me head, i told her “not right now”
b*tch i’m out serving the heads, i can’t go out like a child
big dog in the pound, all y’all n*gga’s puppy chow (forreal)
[?] we don’t give a f*ck about no head (at all)
depressed b*tch got cut off, i ain’t no life saver (get the f*ck on)
chop hit you down the block, this a long ranger (yop, yop)
lil b*tch, i came to f*ck, i am not a dater
opps tried to run up, hit em’ with a darth vader (pew pew)
n*gga, f*ck a statement, i ain’t never writing on a paper (pew pew)
n*gga what, free rob, let my n*gga out the cage
mst the gang, ain’t no motherf*cking changing (yop)
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