
ggot curt - when i see 'em lyrics
[intro]
huh, huh+uh+uhn
(uh+uhn)
n+gga, yeah
ggot—ay’, what that mean?
let me talk ‘bout what they seen, n+gga
[chorus]
yeah, i’ma pop that boy, you know i go in (go in, yeah)
don’t come to me wit’ that sh+t
if you ain’t gon’ show it (ain’t gon’ show it, yeah)
yeah, why the f+ck they talkin’ like they know me? (like they know me)
i be that f+ckin’ g, ain’t goin’ out for no man, yeah
he talk that sh+t, you know that i’ma f+ckin’ meet him (i’ma meet him)
i take his ho’, you know she want me
to f+ckin’ meet her (meet her, yeah)
this ain’t no 2k, i’ma shoot without no meter (without no meter)
he best make sure—
he best be ready, when i see ‘em
[verse 1]
i play this game just like a test, i ain’t no cheater
i’ll do that lil’ boy bad, i ain’t no muh+f+ckin’ beefer (yeah)
ay’ mane, don’t ask me ‘bout that ho’
mane, she gon’ lie and say i beat her
then i bust that lil’ ho’ up, by the afternoon she be a leaker
yeah, that’s how i treat her (treat)
b+tch, i’on f+ckin’ need her (don’t f+ckin’ need her)
i see all that snaky sh+t, b+tch, i’m a f+ckin’ reader
it ain’t no tiptoein’ past me, i used to be a sneaker
i be chillin’ in this ho’, b+tch, i be muh+f+ckin’ t’ed up (t’ed up, yeah)
be wit’ them b+tches, know they f+ckin’ throw them b’s up (oh+oh)
i’m wit’ my b+tch up in that scat, you know we g’ed up
you talkin’ all that gangster sh+t like i won’t be there
i’ll up and smoke a n+gga while i roll my tree up
[chorus]
yeah, i’ma pop that boy, you know i go in (go in)
don’t come to me wit’ that sh+t
if you ain’t gon’ show it (show it)
yeah, why the f+ck they talkin’ like they know me? (they know me)
i be that f+ckin’ g, ain’t goin’ out for no man, yeah
he talk that sh+t, you know that i’ma f+ckin’ meet him (i’ma meet him)
i take his ho’, you know she want me
to f+ckin’ meet her (meet her, yeah)
this ain’t no 2k, i’ma shoot without no meter (without no meter)
he best make sure—
he best be ready, when i see ‘em
[verse 2]
i’m banded up (banded up)
yeah, i see that n+gga, you know
i’ll make him put his hands up (hands up)
i’ll rob a n+gga, i’ll take his sh+t, and now he layin’ there
don’t try me, b+tch, i’ll come to where you stay at
cause you stayin’ there
don’t f+ckin’ try me, b+tch, i’ll make you pray
and now you prayin’ there (now you prayin’, b+tch)
yeah, n+ggas know i be that f+ckin’ man now
i do my own thing, don’t give no f+ck ‘bout what you sayin’ now
mane, i be on my sh+t
swear i done had some n+ggas ran out
can’t f+ck wit’ all these ho’s
cause all these b+tches, they be fanned out
cracker n+gga hit me, police wan’ take me to jail now (jail now)
i’ll whack a n+gga, really
if he think i’m f+ckin’ playin’ now (oh+oh, oh+oh)
some people, they don’t like me
cause we motherf+ckin’ fell out (oh, oh+oh)
my child be watchin’ me
so i can’t motherf+ckin’ fail now
[chorus]
yeah, i’ma pop that boy, you know i go in (go in)
don’t come to me wit’ that sh+t
if you ain’t gon’ show it (show it)
yeah, why the f+ck they talkin’ like they know me? (know me)
i be that f+ckin’ g, ain’t goin’ out for no man, yeah (no man)
he talk that sh+t, you know that i’ma f+ckin’ meet him (i’ma meet him)
i take his ho’, you know she want me
to f+ckin’ meet her (meet her, yeah)
this ain’t no 2k, i’ma shoot without no meter (without no meter)
he best make sure—
he best be ready, when i see ‘em
[outro]
(when i see ‘em)
(he best be ready, when i see ‘em)
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