clap curry - distance 2 lyrics
screaming death before dishonor you take his word that’s your friend
til you take that sh-t to trial and
see that p-ssy n-gga on the stand(huh)
i cannot f-ck with you n-ggas
don’t let these n-ggas know your
business n-gga cuz’ if he get to close and
switch up on your -ss you gotta k!ll that n-gga
he know to much that ain’t your partner n-gga they stuck
around you in the spot like they leave you in the darkness n-gga
that be your all out n-gga shootouts to brawl outs n-gga
you see true colors when yall fall out n-gga he won’t put sh-t up on
your books so you can call out n-gga can’t even
give your people bread to help you bond out n-gga
but that’s yo dog that’s your
rollie that’s your rounds that’s your man
yeah,all these n-ggas scream they
riding til’ yall caught up in the jam
he screaming death before dishonor
you take his word that’s your friend
til you take that sh-t to trial and see that p-ssy on the stand(huh)
who told you,you was 100 who said it they bluffing you a rat you
super tony send my n-ggas to hush
why you squealing that ain’t g you a hoe
dress up like the pizza man and bring that thang to your door
i should’ve never trust you n-ggas from the first place hate it took
for this to happen this sh-t like the worst case put you on my gang
n-gga show you where my girl stay n-gga
you was with me even when i bought my 1st k
now i gotta do it to you pull up where your girl stay i feeling no
remorse show you how that pearl spray get’em super outta here let
em’ feel that 38 give that n-gga gone then i put it to your girl face
(hook)
i don’t get mad i get better
i go through sh-t like whatever
don’t know who they think they fooling
tryna play me you ain’t clever
don’t keep n0body around me
they switching up like the weather
they tryna stop me emotion
i got my foot on the peddle
(hook)
i don’t get mad i get better
i go through sh-t like whatever
don’t know who they think they fooling
tryna play me you ain’t clever
don’t keep n0body around me
they switching up like the weather
they tryna stop me emotion
i got my foot on the peddle
these b-tches foo-gazy how could you play me
after i gave your -ss the real that sh-t to crazy
b-tch you a swoop and i hate you and i regret
i ain’t play you apples don’t fall from tree so really
i cannot blame you
i probably hate your mama more cuz’ that’s the lady that
made you call up them n-ggas you was f-cking tell they
-ss to come take you
off my hands and my shoulders now your friend like a poster
that sh-t just weighed a n-gga down just like a cup on the coaster
they say your girl the realest n-gga on your team but b-tch you
turn out like these n-ggas probably faker than they be
broke my trust and turned me cold and now a n-gga don’t trust
nothing gun salute to all these thotties yall get cuffed and watch
these hoes they ain’t sh-t
(hook)
i don’t get mad i get better
i go through sh-t like whatever
don’t know who they think they fooling
tryna play me you ain’t clever
don’t keep n0body around me
they switching up like the weather
they tryna stop me emotion
i got my foot on the peddle
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