CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Hood Politics

I ain't nothing like move I'm a top six
Won't stop till I see boxes of toxin
I ain't tryna be bro
All I see is smoke on the strip
No opps tryna rob him
Call TG that's a problem
T in the Trap for the profit
Snow trap trap more often
He's soft in the beef like [?]
Coughing, he's gonna be there when I chop him
Smoke in my lungs start coughing
Let a man spar me
SK got the mash [?]
In the cab if you're army
Tryna bring the old school back like Barbie
I ain't tryna be on you
Touch my bros then its beef or [?]
Lying on these kicks when you see kung-fu
You've never seen a shotty
You're a two plus two

Took another loss and now I'm yearning
Bro got for [?] now its hurting
If a n***a touch my bros then its curtin'
These n***as still talking wass
He ain't learning
I'm in [?]
These n***as are like "Really, akh?"
Making a killing with a civilian that's a [?]
b*t*hes feeling all the n***as
But they really whack
I'm on the [?] to my bro, f**king silly chat
Found the b*t*h who is snitch appealing
You can feel me B
I don't do feelings
I break bread with the n***as that I love
f**k feds
3 my n***as
f**k the judge
My n***a [?] ain't picking up crowns
I chase the money cuz the money been appealing
I'm on the bunny, no meds we ain't speaking
Bro move snow in the summer
He been eatin