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Lil Scrappy - Bitch Niggaz lyrics
[Chorus] Bitch nigazz don't know me, Bitch nigazz don't know me, Bitch nigazz don't know me, Bitch nigazz don't know me, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, [Dirty Mouth] [Verse 1] Dis generation im livin, its nothin but this lil pimpin, Im breakin niggaz like wody, but nothin but game i been given, stay away from weak nigazz, consolidating my figures, But if you cross the roadpass And put a 10 to yo liva, I gives a fuck about hoes, I gives fuck about trick, Cuz the only thing a hoe can do is To slob and nob on my dick, So who in the you been wit, A snappin fishes like dis, And put the lock on yo shit and leave you dead in a ditch, My ammunition is lethal like danny glover im armed, Wit some shit to bust yo head if yo hoes in alarm, so back the Fuck Out my face before you get yo ass slung, wit dis AKA-47 aim'in Write At yo heart. [Chorus (Repeat x2)] [LA] [Verse 2] Bitch nigga you don't know me So why in the fuck you try'n to Hate, Runnin your mouth just like some Hoe, Bitch thats the closest thing to Fake, All in my face just like its cool But i see right through this shit, Talkin bout dat u my folk, No nigga you's a bitch, Get back boy, I'ma be gettin laid up in this bitch, What, nigga time and time again, I done told you better duck nigga, Cuz if ya fake stay the fuck away Cuz i don't like ya bitch, All my niggaz no ya, an they know dat you's a stay trick, all fucked up to tell ya that i ain't gon make me show ya 1, 2, 3, 4, Nigga (Grrrraaaaaaaaaa) Mothafucka what it is, Eye'in me bitch hoe ass nigger, You just stepped up in some shit and You ready to duck quick, Run mothafucka stay away from real Shit, Bitch nigga might not like it I don't like it either bitch Pussy nigga get back Pussy nigga get slapped Pussy nigga get split Pussy nigga get threshed [Chorus (Repeat x2)] [Don Peezy] Next time me and you Cause ain't never wanna meet'cha Yo always talkin' the bullshit Hell no you ain't neva future You always talkin' like a preture But you some of the bullshit You can meet me at the club nigga Fuck the poolpit nigga Fuck the damn altar nigga I ain't sayin' salter nigga Speakin of me let's meet at The parken' lot With all my damn nigga So then we can go on and figure out Who Real and who Fake Cause i see through You like glass nigga So go ahead break I'm not I'm the super AKA slash, slash up in your face Talkin' the bullshit Another garbage and i'll Push you away Strike 1, Bad Mistake Strike 2, Bad Mistake World Series Championship Ain't nothin' nothin' about me rich! [Chorus (Repeat x2)] [Lil' Scrappy] Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all Woooooooo! Ain't that some muhfuckin' shit Talkin' like you know me Gonna get your punk ass hit Put that down that's weed in the air Keep jumpin' in my face Im gonna knock the dreads Out yo hair Who that be BME you know me Niggas tesin my clique I'm a show ya that im a G Yea thats the same nigga Fuckin' your daughter With the pimpin' out so hard They gonna call it hoe slaughter Sayin' im bitch shorty Who that me playa Even bitches save me for that I'll never date ya Now hoes out your face Can you transelate Talkin all that garbege I'll make ya dicipitate |
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