big l – my niggaz – doo wop lyrics
i’m comin through y’all, with the glock buckin
ya whole block duckin
every b-tch that i’m f-ckin with now is c-ck suckin
it’s like i’m allergic to not f-ckin
ya n-gg-z is f-ggots like rock hudson and boy george
i destroy broads with one verse
n-gg- we could knuckle up or we could let the guns burst
l is the type, to murder your son first, to get my point across
since y’all wanna chit or chat with the powers
y’all might as well join the force
where i’m from believe me, snitches get killed
n-gg-z be hustlin daily tryna f-ck more b-tches than wilt
takin pitchers in silk, gayed it up
p-ssport: dated up, hair braided up
i f-cked ya b-tch but i ain’t rape the sl-t she gave it up
i runnin with wop, you runnin wit me, we runnin together
we get drunk and blunted together
but don’t front, the guns is under the leather
ready to ill, ready to kill, ready to peel
steppin to corle’ you better be real
cuz none of my n-gg-z be lettin me chill
my crew be deliverin hot lead
when gats are clenched rappers i clap and lynch
n-body can f-ck with the way i be killin up sh-t in rap events
it’s like, soon as i pick up a mic and start flowin the people yell
i’m rugged as h-ll
brothers can tell, that none of y’all n-gg-z is f-ckin with l
when i’m that n-gg- ya ex-pect, to catch wreck on any c-ssette deck
i’m so ahead of my time my parents haven’t met yet
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