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Stincs Got You Mad
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Stop playing with me, n***a, I'm not the one Oh, I ain't hop up off that stage with the tommy gun? I'll have n***as runnin', it's lots of fun He tried to a run a four-flat, then that chopper hit him (Duse makin' slaps, true) Two foot out, but one foot had to drive the Bentley All that woofin' up in jail, we did not forget it With a Russian rapper, but sometimes, he got the music Some real n***as out of jail, show some positivity Oh, you mad 'cause your bag gettin' short now? That EDD can't buy you no more clothes now? Two hundred thousand on my neck, n***a, roll bounce The Stinc Team in the building, n***a, mope louder The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag Thе Stincs is the reason they gon' put you in a bag Thе Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag The Stincs is the reason they gon' put you in a bag The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag The Stincs is the reason they gon' put you in a bag The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag You are not from the streets, n***a, just rap (Drank God) b*t*h, this that pape' talk (Pape' talk) Four hundred thousand just in jewelry, that's what yay bought (God) Pop a n***a, we don't argue, let the Drac' talk Oh, them pu**y n***as broke? Yeah, that's they fault (n***as pu**y) We already wanted smoke, we need any reason (Whatever) Know them boys don't want no beef, heard them n***as vegan (Haha) Ghetto b*t*h from the slums, but she Middle Eastern (Ghetto b*t*h) Pop the trunk, open up that chop, b*t*h, it's killin' season Rich n***a got it all, don't want no basic b*t*h (Nah) They don't like us in the club, 'cause we be takin' sh*t (We be takin' sh*t) Bust butter on my arm, it cost an eighty strip (Eighty racks) Get a n***a whole crew whacked for a case of Tris, ugh Shoot a n***a and get the case dismissed Hang up on a b*t*h, I ain't finna cake and sh*t f**k her good, she fell asleep and got to takin' sh*t I love her mouth to the point I wanna pay the b*t*h You can't come around gang unless you whacked some sh*t Can't come around gang, heard you got paid to snitch Shoot a pig a hundred times, make bacon bits I'm with my ahks, make salat and get to wastin' sh*t Put the 'bows in the, man, f**k Put the 'bows in the empty computer box, I got a Dell for sale Water out in Flint dirty, I got lead for sale I would've popped Deebo dumb ass, they like Craig in jail The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag The Stincs is the reason they gon' put you in a bag The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag The Stincs is the reason they gon' put you in a bag The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag The Stincs is the reason they gon' put you in a bag The Stincs got you mad, the Stincs got the bag You are not from the streets, n***a, just rap It's some real n***as out of jail, show some positivity Bums keep on actin' like they tough, gon' be a lot of victims I'm from the Stinc Team, in the city, ain't no competition Every time I do my pisa dance, my diamonds hittin' .223s'll shake a n***a's shack if you think we beefin' Shooter'll kill on sight, just give him a reason You got the sauce, but I cook with different ingredients I had to let the b*t*h go 'cause she disobedient, the Plug The Stincs got these pu**y n***as heated Hang out the Scat' with a MAC 'cause you n***as mad we brought that teasing Aquafina water drippin', jumpin' out my piece Cracked a BIN, I was noddin' in the coupe and I fell asleep I been out twelve weeks and I bust for a fifty That's fifty jumpin' out the 40, I dare a n***a to fake trip I'll trip and fall on a stick and rearrange your wig Mud spillin' out my cup, I'm syrup sippin' in the trenches
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