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Lou-E-Lou - Fuck How You Feelin lyrics
LOU-E-LOU VERSE Fuck a snitch ass nigga,Fuck a bitch ass nigga Fuck an ass backward talkin out his neck ass nigga You wantin problems with me then come and see me bout something Cus if im seen in the streets i aint doin no runnin Cant keep ya talk to a minimal, talkin bitches is typical You got your tail between ya legs when its time to get physical Im known to back them chops im known to blow up spots And this rap shit here East co co got it on lock What we got right here is laced by real ass niggas The type you feel ass nigga North cali bay boy that type to kill ass nigga No type of trick ass nigga never been a bitch ass nigga You'll get yo ass kicked nigga Every time ive done time no real statement was given To work with the opressor is not acts of my religious We got 4 ways through these killa4nia doorways Creepin with a heater from the shoulders like the old days Fuck wat you hoggin you can miss me with all that Its a well known fact i kept it silence since way back U a punk muthafucka, dont pull no stunts You know them punk muthafuckas cant lift it out their nut sacks X.O VERSE They call me X to the O already O.G I keep them pistols Blazin crime pays little homie Got 50s on my dick like girls that be on me I bang like my curls nigga money over bitches Niggas out they mind thinkin they gon blast for me All that bullshit you talkin bout relax homie Aint no threat or a law in the world that control me Niggas out they mind thinkin they can blast for me Ima mad man addicted to drama addicted to ballin Ask my momma Im just like my father Speak with my momma My pops used to skool me all the time when i was young Thats why i got a big head and break bread with thugs Competition None Aint nobody fuckin with us married to the mob of east co co so raise a gun Buck sideways at everyone ya gase a number U better play ya position or fuck around and get smuggled LIL LOS VERSE I hear em talkin as im walkin stockin with my 9mm With my cruel intentions boy i wouldnt wanna be ya When i see ya muthafucka loc up feel it los Go nuts well if not then i suggest you shut the fuck up Or hold up i know its been a few years but like a chevy in a high speed im known to switch gears I shedded tears for my homies spent years in this fucked up game It got me derranged eating out my brains Livin in the bay you better pray especially when i black out In the background gettin tacked out bout to pull my strap out And when I pull my mask down things about to get ugly I try to hold it in but these succas start to bug me to the point where i have enough these haters got me playin rough Get ready cus here i come with my issues and my guns Better run and protect your lungs do whatever the fuck is necessary Before your little scary ass gets burried up in the cemetary B-DAWG VERSE Come and ride with ya nigga Get a Taste of the floss in a boss gotta keep my gaurd out the drama i dont want no part of fellin shady then you start up be smarter than all the rest U tryna test me fuck around get left with holes in ya chest Stop blowin your breath gotta know when to step and when to move over Cant you see there aint no stopping us niggas like us on top of shit Mobbin in a 69 droppin shit scared that yo bitch gon jock this shit See her in the back we poppin shit n lace you while they off this shit Slight mistakes can escalate and quickly put u in the wrong place at the wrong time there frittin on my face and both andres you know its two nines buts too late for trippin I get to spillin out the guts of all these bitches im grippin N now the nigga slippin in the darkness better pray you stay alert Cus me and my niggas we rollin hardness when it comes to doin dirt We puts in work and best believe we gon be commin with heat East co co records respect us so bring the stretchers and sheets SHADOW VERSE Its no secret that we spit that G shit no weak shit Adressed to all you succaz so u bustaz need to peep it keep it real I squeeze the steel now ready to kill not for the thrill but i'll blast you if i have to leave you stiffer than a statue Nd thats true you damm fool you can feel my heater cant you for runnin yo tounge keep bumpin gums i'll put it and put it past you but i'll just laugh at you then i'll smash on you if ur in my path stay back a few feed Nd give me room to breath dont talk about what you gon do to me no clue wit thee ruthless G theyll pump a spray dont try to run away cus i was laughin at some cat then I heard them dirty mackin just thee other day sayin fuck the tape shadow aint shit east co co aint G U should be with me succaz like u always got something to say straight playa hate frequently but i'll bring the heat wont keep the peace I'll ride wont hide if the beef gets deep drive by's take lives if it needs to be alot of punks slide by is what it seems to me but when you see me wont flee the scene better lease the heat and spit rounds you can lay on the floor and get down bitch i dont hear you talkin shit now! WOODIE VERSE Fuck how you feelin keep your opinion to yourself East co co records run deeper than some rappers just out for wealth I swear to god i'll slap the taste out your mouth if you get to speakin On something you know nothin about knock your teeth out And if youre twice my size i realize it dont mean shit to me Sixteen hollows tips in my clip are quick to bring you to your knees And if i get caught and hit the pin fuck it i done expected it I can only do so much for my town im tired of protectin it Still kickin over blood spill of homies that i love killed I spit on these succaz that dont know shit bout leavin mugz peeled But talkin about they got the yoc on lock step into my days Where enemies drivin or cruized down 10th street got shot at every friday In the back of Bonfare clicked up in the alley deep in gravel lot We emerged up out the shadows with revolvers lookin to rattle knots Now how many battles ya fought where muthafuckaz done got shot For disrespectin the yoc none, so bite your tounge and dont talk. |
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