ILLFIGHTYOU - THREATS - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] Ayo Khris! These niggas some bitch made niggas huh? Ain't that right? Ain't that right? [Verse 1: Ugly Frank] Bitch Rock served by the white folk Still push work by the light post Brand new whip and it's all black Still whip work with a white ho Bad little nigga Lil' Michael Fall back, No homo dog And I'm high for real Riding round and I'm popping pills Riding round with my top concealed Round the word is you talk the real, but ain't down to roll with your Glock concealed Down to roll for my block, for real? Down to roll for my block, for real Round the word is you talk the real, but ain't down to roll with your Glock concealed Down to roll for my block, for real? Down to roll for my block, for real Come through with a hoodie all mashed up Fuck rules I don't look at y'all standards With a sawed-off shotty in my backpack Cut school made a bully dodge campus Ay, Ay I cut all of y'all fake hoes Cuz y'all made Franklin bring Richard back Getting brain while I'm cooking crack, Sticking cane in my booger trap, In a murdered out Tahoe Duck once, duck twice, peel off, no looking back And I murder y'all dumb hoes Fuck once, fuck twice, peel off, no looking back I'm too down to go toe-to-toe Line em' up, and go roll-for-roll Blacked up, strapped-up Block-to-block, Coast-to-coast [Hook: Khris P] Pistol in your palm, envy in your eyes (Ya mad ain't ya?) Pistol at the dome, look me in the eyes (Ya scared ain't ya?) Pistol at my heart, trigger gon' get pulled (Ya scared ain't ya?) Bitch you can't get on, hands up in the sky Fuck your fuck-ass Threats, Threats! Threats, Threats! Threats, Threats! Threats, Threats! Nines, Nines Pumps, Pumps K's, K's Techs, Techs Threats, Threats! Threats, Threats! Threats, Threats! Threats, Threats! No blood (blood), no sweat [Verse 2: Evergreenone] Yeah Knees deep in my bitch, I'm unloading my clip, clip Yeah, Crackin a fifth and I'm talking my shit, shit Ay, walk with a G and see how to do biz Feeling my pockets I walk with a limp If you talking out sideways, I'm popping your lip Bitch The ugliest mob that you ever done seen Feelings and killers they all in my team Give me your money, I want all your weed This is my clique and we really ain't giving two fucks Pulling my weight when I hop out the truck If you talk with the [?], you're bound to get jumped All in the cut with this ink in my cup Fuck Jump off a cliff when you playing these beats Fucking the game when I'm playing for keeps Know you a bitch when I pull out the heat [?] Franky, and Khris P gon' eat Up in your city and yeah we want beef Busting my kids up all over your sheets Ride in my town and I stomp you with cleats Look I really don't care if you heard of my shit Come from a town where they cigarettes dipped Follow my steps and you're money gets big Find me a cracker to polish my rims This is ILLFIGHTYOU, I lurk in the whip Come to my cell and you ball up your fists This is my shit bitch, this is my... [Hook] [Outro] Ya mad ain't ya? Ya scared ain't ya? Ya scared ain't ya?
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