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bbcapone – bhc n****s lyrics

[intro]

ayyyye huh? bhc yea
(bhc 283 aye aye) yea yea (bhc aye!) yeah

(wax) {pre+verse}

last n+gga tried bro (huh?) hit him right behind his head (good lord)
smoking on that f+ck n+gga , (aye)
now what kinda pack is this? (that it’s)
bulletproof the whip
it don’t matter we gone blow the b+tch (boom boom)
took off on that b+tch, yeah she thick but she can’t suck a d+ck
spend it on the cl!ck you a trick you spent it on a b+tch (good lord)
spend on my wrist imma flex watch out for the drip (i swear)
pull up on yo strip with that draco finna slide with this (d+mn,d+mn)
free my bro they ain’t giving statements, we just wait and sit
(bhc aye)

(wax) {verse}

i can’t lie i can tell you scared see it in yo eyes (good lord)
henny when i drive smoking drinking and pistol by+myside
staking out by this n+gga house incase he come outside
wonder why all my n+ggas cray? see it in they eye
is you high? b+tch i’m rollin hard i can’t even lie (good lord)
what you doing with that plug? do really go and buy? (no) (aye)
put a shooter on the roof just wait here if they slide
in the bush with a stick cause the drum hard to hide (boom)
went in cheated on this b+tch she found out in she cried (swear)
but the b+tch can suck a duck and she always need a ride(woo,woo)
i was always in them streets you ain’t never come outside
and if you think you cut like me? you a m+th+ f+ckin lie!
walk pass trynna bump me you can m+th+ f+ckin try (b+tch)
trynna go where i been? you gone have to learn to fly
trynna lurk where i’m at? you must really wanna die
she been calling me all day she must wanna hear a lie (aye d+mn)
do he got some hi+tech? if he do that’s my guy
cause the purp ain’t the same i be cool with a line
if you owe me n ain’t pay me i knock the shoes off yo guy
(boom boom)
and the tool with stick let’s go catch a homicide (homicideee)
(yea yea) let’s go catch a homicide throw the stick out the roof
(let’s go catch a homicideeee)
(bbcapone) [hook]

f+ck all them n+ggas (aye,aye)
cause i’m down for my n+ggas (aye)
imma ride for my n+ggas (aye)
f+ck all them n+ggas
(bhc aye)

(bbcapone) {verse}

f+ck all these n+ggas
imma ride for my n+ggas (d+mn)
if you slide with them n+ggas
you gone die with them n+gga! (boom boooooom)
real g sh+t i”ll slap 5 outta n+gga
on+site me a n+gga, take a life from a n+gga
big old ass rifle i”ll snipe me a n+gga (good lord)
he ain’t hit the barbershop got a high+top fade
n+ggas cuffin these hoes that’s lowkey jayys
knock the chip off yo shoulder f+ck frito+lays
catch ‘‘em online and he talkin big sh+t (b+tch)
catch ‘em out in+traffic and he scary asa b+tch
treat him like a vine, give him 30+shot clips
i be real+life really trynna murda some sh+t
scene full of sh+lls like some baby turtles in sh+t (d+mn)(good lord)
burn a p+ssy n+gga! i ain’t talkin hurt when u p+ss
like u play for greenbay put a g on yo head (b+tch)
like any f+ckin time, n+gga any f+ckin where
bhc is the gang that i live by ( i swear i swear)
if you disrespect us it’s a must we slide
we gone sit and watch a n+gga like, days of are life
then wave them bullets at you like, hey n+gga by
f+ck that i’m jumpin out with that k n+gga die!
(aye d+mn)
imma stand over n+ggas like a slave when they lie! (d+mn)
knock a n+gga fro off, toupee for that guy
make him take a couple shots no dusay for that guy (good lord)
(aye) no dusay for that guy he gon
he gon ride then that n+gga gon hide (you a b+tch)
aye no dusay for that guy
n+ggas say they gone ride but they really gon (bhc aye)
n+ggas hoes!
who want war with a shotta? (good lord)
shot at yo momma! b+tch slap yo grandma! (b+tch)
n+ggas be thirsty, like who wants a fanta
come in yo crib when you sleep like i’m santa (santa)
(aye) then slap the f+ck out a yo b+tch ass
(shut yo b+tch ass up n+gga)
then wish a n+gga would like baby drew said
(bbcapone) [hook]

f+ck all these n+ggas
imma ride for my n+ggas
imma die for my n+ggas
bhc n+ggas (aye)

- bbcapone lyrics

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