115 - hate to see me have shit lyrics
– [maine-o]
n-gg- i’m from the projects
now pack my check
and i demand respect
you plan a place and get checked
and i’ll make your t-shirt wet
see i’m that fed up out the sco n-gg-
a pro n-gg-
what you mean that’s all you got
get your -ss on the floor n-gg-
move faster if you have to
and if you ain’t got what i’m knockin’
m-th- f-cka i’m attempt to get me
the convo before i go joe blow
i’m robbin’ n-gg-s for they doe
and hittin’ the cuts and lay low
i’ll spray your whole block up
and everybody’s gettin’ popped up
n-body got up
because you b-tches all got shot up
block up my nina, f-ckin’ supina’d
i’m not goin’ back to jail
i’m blastin’ n-gg-s to h-ll
and if i fail then i’m all in
but at least wit a piece
i can release when i’m a star b-tch
cuz i’m a northern cali killa
stack still, a cap pilla
i got dealers stackin’ skrilla from jackin’ n-gg-s
chorus: x2 [hennessy]
n-gg-s rather see me blasted
i lay dead in the casket
to see me lavage
but i ain’t havin’ it
the gas pedal i be mashin’
to escape the -ss-ssin
cuz m-th- f-ckas hate to see me have sh-t
[hennessy]
it’s time to smash the gas pedal
openin’ off 4-4 barrels
wit my strap in my lap
cuz these m-th- f-ckas jealous
cuz i drinkin’ brews
wit my man dressed in blue
top notches on my jock
tryin’ to choose cuz i make it move
that’s why i’m 4 deep
drunk off the olde e
and if you got beef
lets hate banger’s to the goatee
these scandalous -ss b-tches
is just as bad as these n-gg-s
and n-gg-s could get riches
so that these b-tches roll in benz’s
my business on the hump like r
wit my windows smoke tinted
so you can’t see up in my car
callin’ shots on n-gg-s life’s
like i’m jesus christ and uh
thou shall not grind without kickin’ in mine
cuz time after time they’re back
game scattered like roaches
they be victims of my sickness
cuz i’m vicious when it’s slowly
i’m the n-gg- b-tch
and best believe there’s no mistakin’
cuz these other n-gg-s fakin’
like they’re makin’ what i’m makin’ n-gg-
[chorus] x2
[taydatay]
sort of like a psycho
f-ck no, a lunatic
i’m ready to do some dirt
because i’m deep up that bullsh-t, wit 45
different ways to express
these eleven hollow points
into yo m-th- f-ckin’ chest
who wanna test
that criminal minded n-gg- bustin’ like a savage
all for the love of the cabbage
when i see it, i got to have it
f-ck a ho, and milk a b-tch
that be the way
cuz they hate to see me lavage
makin’ money, gettin’ paid on the regular
no hesitations for my filla, realla
cuz a n-gg- illa for the skrilla
peel yo cap back
and creep like a m-th- f-ckin’ menace
and witness as i jack and bounce wit the quickness
stack the money in the safe
rendezvous wit the click
think of mr. make-a-mil
i’m the m-th- f-ckin’ sh-t
it’s so drastic
and keep away from n-gg-s who be blastin’
and hatin’ on a n-gg-
cuz they hate to see me have sh-t
[chorus] x2
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