Fuck niggas poems

Description:You fucked up, now we got to raw [Hook] Now we on the block drinking Getting drunk, playing with guns Look up in here there they come They came to kill my dun Creeping, posting up on me Niggas behind the tree Taking aim on one knee They got me. Trying to run around like you're cash money Jigga You're about to get your whole shit peeled Your man getting stabbed and that bitch getting killed Nigga what the deal You better get your steel I've seen a black car with four niggas looking ill on the hill Shit is about to get real Looks like you need the nine mill, I got your back with the mac-mill Stupid motherfucker got me in this Fucking with you I might get my whole shit twisted But we go way back, did many hood crimes We watched Janet play Penny on Good Times I always had your back, you always had mines I know you bust for me, you know I bust mines Call them niggas back, tell them that they're dead Or meet you on the southside if they want their bread Make sure that you got the full clip And let the click know it just might be some bullshit Send the chickens to the store,?

Views: 5789 Date: 2018-10-27 Favorited: 69