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trilla than a b***h - webbie lyrics

(webbie)

pants low, afro, no shirt, blowing purp, i’m not a star, im just a regular ole hood n-gga. vip full of hoes, full of rose, we got guns in this m-th-f-cka now b-tch that’s how we comin. a half of diesel, pack of kools, a whole pound of kush, presidential sh-t now that’s what we call blowin money. murder weapons, 357’s, glock 9’s, i ain’t lying, b-tch that chopper hold a whole m-th-rf-cking hundred. think fo you move, cause you dont wanna move wrong. send yo hitman n-ggas gon put that tool on him. bow! bow! bow! knock all his shoes off. im the savage, what’s happening, come on tell me who want it. cause we can crank it up, cause i dont give a f-ck. where ya people at? you better bring all them d-ck in the booty -ss, coochie -ss, fake -ss ballers. you ain’t neva pop nuthin, stop stuntin b-tch. n-gga you ain’t seen nuthin until you see me, climbing out a tree, wit a 223. what! im scarred up, ready for warfare. im right here.p-ssy n-gga w-ssup. get at me

chorus

now i done did some f-cked up sh-t i ain’t gon even lie. but im trilla than a b-tch and you can’t even lie. im beat that p-ssy like no other, b-tch dont even lie. i’m a bad m-th-rf-cka and you can’t even lie
(repeat 1x)

(lil phat)

i done did some f-cked up sh-t so n-ggas ready fool. remember. remember. i shot the wrong dude. such and such had sent me on a l1ck, i took the wrong tool. six-shots i barely made it out a shoot-out. f-ck school.standing on the corner what we knew bout. if a n-gga tried to play you then you better pull that tool out. i done did some f-cked up sh-t so n-ggas can’t roll they look at it and taste it but still can’t pay tho. i’m tired of being slept on, don’t know about me. they gon f-ck around and make me bring that four up out me. and i ain’t stopping til i see the f-cking graveyard n-gga. rest in peace to your shooter dont lose your graveyard wit ya. they say i’m thugging. yea. crushing. yea. yea. all my n-ggas struggling. yea. try me and i’m busting. yea. end of that discussion .yea. be like yunging, f-ck the yunging, he a dirty -ss b-st-rd.some say i’m p-ssy some say i jack they favorite rapper

chorus(2x)

- webbie lyrics

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