Correction Lyrics 16 by Dee Watkins

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Lyrics

(Intro)
Alright, I got it, yeah yeah
My dog just called me too, he said he coming home soon
Ay, Yeah I f**k with this right here

(Hook)

Uh, Young n***a 16, You can't tell him nothin'
Mouth full of gold teeth, think he pistol clutchin'
N***a's know we 'bout that action, we won't ever duck it
He got caught and went to singing, like he David Ruffin
I'm in the hood gettin' money if you lookin' for me
Same B***h that used to curve wishin' she could f**k me
Nah baby I don't want you, you can keep it truckin'
I be runnin' over n***a's like I'm playing rugby

(Verse 1)

I be steppin' over n***a's like a n***a fell
I just bought a hell cat cause I be causin' hell
She know she can f**k with me 'cause I don't kiss and tell
Kill a n***a, book a flight and tell him wish me well
You know if you ever need me you can hit my cell
I got n***as in the grave, n***as in the cell
When I heard they killed smoke I wish that I was there
I ain't askin' you for sh*t I do it by myself
And I be runnin' up that money til I'm out of breath
And yeah I got a lot of stripes but I am not a ref
Twelve-Hundred on my feet baby watch your step
She keep sayin' she gon' leave me like I really care
How them crackers did my dog it, ain't really fair
I hold it down 'til you free my n***a, say a prayer
Ever since I was a baby, b***h I been a menace
How you expect me to feel you when I ain't got no feelings
I did this sh*t without a deal, I was independent
Now I'm in this s**t for real, it's time to handle business
I'm ridin' 'round with that 40 on me, I can't let 'em get me
That s**t you n***as rapper about, my n***as really live it
Every week I'm taking flights, I'm in another city
You tired of the same s**t, I'm tryna show you different
Every time I'm on the beat, I let my soul bleed
You test the waters, I'ma go back to the old me
If time is money, that's the case, you n***a's owe me
Don't say you love me baby girl you gotta show me
Made n***a, I ain't askin' for a handout
It ain't homecoming but I brought them bands out
If I go broke, then I'ma run off in your damn house
I ain't like these other n***as, I'm a standout
I just put another back end in the bank n***a
Cold Stepper, I be sharper than a shank n***a
With some n***a's who will kill you for some rank
VVS caught her eye made her faint n***a
Hood n***a, I ain't tryna do not interviews
Mama askin': What the hell done got into you?
I ain't f***in with your vibe, I ain't feelin' you
And if you look the wrong way, then I'm killin' you

(Hook)

Uh, Young n***a 16, You can't tell him nothin'
Mouth full of gold teeth, think he pistol clutchin'
N***a's know we 'bout that action, we won't ever duck it
He got caught and went to singing, like he David Ruffin
I'm in the hood gettin' money if you lookin' for me
Same B***h that used to curve wishin' she could f**k me
Nah baby I don't want you, you can keep it truckin'
I be runnin' over n***a's like I'm playing rugby

(Outro)

Runnin' over n***as like I'm playing (aye)
Yuh, free my n***as, Uh uh
Yeah I'm still on that same s**t

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