grizzy hendrix – fuck you mean lyrics
[intro]
grizz, i hear you made a f-cking song called i kidnapped blue ivy? are you f-cking crazy? have you lost your f-cking mind? y’know that sh-t’s not going on the alb-m , you f-cking idiot. done with this n-gg-
[verse 1]
why does grizzy gotta holla, diss some rappers over nada
why does grizzy have a song saying that he f-cked rihanna?
i remember when he used to flow concious like common
now the n-gg- sound like marshall mathers on molly
nope. grizzy got smarter, done got a dollar, got a little hotter
they wanna sign me they better add a couple commas
before i go kamikaze in this b-tch like gadaffi, oh you n-gg-s tryna stop me?
you n-gg-s want a body? you better get a ouija board and resurrect gotti
cause you running outta time, i ain’t running outta rhymes
plus i’m getting sick and tired of living home with my moms
and the way a-list keeps f-cking godd-mn, i think motherf-cker bout to have another child
and i love eli like the ‘lil n-gg- mine, wait a minute, eli, elijah. f-ck it
bout to catch a body on this beat and start trouble. i swear when you die that’s the only time they love you
the king of the jungle i murder anybody claiming they want it
that goes for the legends including hova, f-ck being humble
and wale just hit me so critics is hatin’ and then i text a-list “look what he sayin’,”
i looked in the mirror and looked at myself and then a-list just text me like “grizzy we made it!”
[hook]
nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say but right before them n-gg-s even move they lips
i tell em “suck my d-ck, if you don’t like my sh-t, then holla at a-list. ”
like
n-gg-s talking bout grizz ain’t got it no mo, got it no mo
got it no mo
n-gg-s talking bout grizz ain’t got it no mo, got it no mo
got it no mo
what the f-ck you mean? n-gg-, what the f-ck you mean? n-gg- what the f-ck you mean?
i been spitting sixteens since i was sixteen like an m16, what the f-ck you mean?
[verse 2]
yeah
all them days i was trying figure out how to get up in the game and take the crown
tell ‘ye he can have a seat or either come sign me or put the pen and paper down
i been trying get signed since ’05, no lie now me and lean is back
they count the loot, a loose no one sicker in the booth the truth is proofed and this sh-t is d-mn good to bounce??
life’s a b-tch i’m trying to f-ck the world and stick my d-ck inside far from pulling out
i done gave y’all sh-t to think about, spent years trying to take the bigger route
a-list packed up and he was out, took a trip to the west now he’s en route
came back with a bag of crack so many tracks to snap i got sh-t to crush the south
everything was all good just a week ago, til trinidad opened up his mouth
but it made sh-t a whole lot better though, no more f-ck sh-t i’m coming with a better flow
my old b-tch gone now gone now i got a better ho
new n-gg-s, old n-gg-s, all them better no
we about to have the game in a headlock, tell them other n-gg-s they can take a head shot
that’s a red dot, you betta’ tell k-dot i’m coming for his spot
we don’t need barney rubble or fred or wilma or betty, i make a b-tch bed rock
[hook]
nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say but right before them n-gg-s even move they lips
i tell em “suck my d-ck, if you don’t like my sh-t, then holla at a-list. ”
like
n-gg-s talking bout grizz ain’t got it no mo, got it no mo
got it no mo
n-gg-s talking bout grizz ain’t got it no mo, got it no mo
got it no mo
what the f-ck you mean? n-gg-, what the f-ck you mean?
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