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Arguing, Pt. 2
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(Rich) Yeah, n***a Mannn Rio What up What the f**k we doin'? Everything n***a (It's with a K, dumba**) (Turn up, Rich) I'll put?some?bread, a n***a?like me won't get touched I just?f**ked a bad b*t*h, in some all black buffs How you?in?your?feelings over a?n***a that's catching?the bus? Yeah I'm off 2 percs, I'm feeling the rush $550 for my muthaf**kin' coat You'll think a n***a scamming, b*t*h I ain't hit no road Stuffin' somethin' good in my pocket, I got a loaf You ain't never got no real chicken, boy you broke 22 hun' ain't sh*t, that's just a boat 33 racks ain't nothin', that's just a brick of coke I'll sprinkle red on some Karo and watch it grow I stay in the 'burbs, I ain't even got to lock the door Got into it with a b*t*h and whipped the Glock out Left the dope game and start rappin', I'm a dropout Gave Ghost the Drac' now he want beef, I brought the akh' out You don't own sh*t, You left your b*t*h and all she threw was socks out Only time you f**k a bad b*t*h, is when you trickin' Last n***a spoke on G, that n***a came up missing Last b*t*h stole from me, caught a bullet to the t**ty You can keep your 30 rounds, boy I'm totin' on a 50 You can keep your Smith & Wesson, this a Glock 30 I took a bubble bath today, but my pop dirty Kept the Rollie on in the shower cause my watch dirty Pull up on the opps and drop 30 out a Dodge Journey Been in a different bag, but not no purses Cashed out on a Jesus piece, but I do not do churches B*t*h on Facebook talkin', but I do not do lurkin' Pour a Barney in my cup, but I do not be perpin' My b*t*h shake the bag, not her a**, she do not be twerkin' I act just like this with every b*t*h, I do not be flirtin' Caught a n***a leavin' Mr. Alan's, he got popped on Kermit I'm like a P.O., I stood there and watched dawg drop on Thursday Caused a scene at McDonald's, I do not like pickles Glock kiss him in the cheek, I hope his b*t*h like dimples Tried to slap that b*t*h in the club, but I missed her Sold dawg some strongs, the way he cough, you think he had that sickness Fan tried to flick it up with me, I do not take pictures Cooked the 12 piece extra hard, I did not make chicken Pooter off a E, he been up for like 5 days trippin' House big as f**k, ain't no garage, our driveways different Goated Kidd b*t*h, I know you heard about me Pop a n***a, and then go and write a verse about it Turn your mans into a R.I.P song, and write a verse about him I need at least $550 to get a verse up out me I need at least 5 racks to spit a hook out Brodie got a brick, I got a brick, let's have a cookout Just paid unc to sit at the corner, he a lookout F**ked 200 hoes in one summer and write a book 'bout it
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