hood tali – munyun lyrics
{chorus}
i told her i’d buy her a ass, that p+ssy a 10, i said it respectfully
i told her i ain’t with the games, you ain’t tryna f+ck, lil’ b+tch stop textin’ me
the way that i’m swervin’ , and bendin’ while i’m in that cat, the cops not catchin’ me
broad day, man down, he got left on his back, lil’ bro stretched him
lil’ bro got a bag, he made that sh+t off of hits, he ran up a hunbun’
got in my bag, i was down bad on my d+ck, now i got some munyun
he made a diss, then he got hit in his sh+t, i bet he can’t say nun’
know that he sick, he found out i’m f+ckin’ his b+tch, and she down to snake sum’
{verse 1}
i f+ck her whenever i wanna, i know that she sick, she want me to chasе her
bang on that n+gga like bryant, caught 6 to the chеst, like he play for the lakers
im sweatin’, that mean i’m too hot, n+gga i’m off lean, and i’m off percs
if i don’t get rich off rappin’, i’m makin my block, ima’ flood it with work
and if i go back to that block, i’m posted with block from the 1st to the 3rd
all day, i been huggin’ the curb, all day, i been huggin’ the curb
{verse 2}
you can turn 8 to a 10, i seen that sh+t happen, depends if you mix right
comin’ to catch him, watch big bro stretch him, willingly, ain’t that some sh+t right?
i wouldn’t go on a date, i’d pay her to f+ck, n+gga you d+mn right
i’m tryna cut to the chase, if that p+ssy good, i’ll change your whole life
you wanna die ’bout a b+tch? lil’ n+gga come see what this 3 round burst like
made a b+tch give me the drop, then bro we gon’ sit on this n+gga sh+t all night
you had to bury your brodie, and you watched him die, i know that sh+t hurt, right?
you know that we the type n+ggas to f+ck up the service, shoot up the church, right?
hop out, swingin’ that stick, and we hit up the he+rs+, it’s gon’ f+ck up the service
this b+tch might try and line me, but the way that she look, that p+ssy is worth it
{chorus}
i told her i’d buy her a ass, that p+ssy a 10, i said it respectfully
i told her i ain’t with the games, you ain’t tryna f+ck, lil’ b+tch stop textin’ me
the way that i’m swervin’ , and bendin’ while i’m in that cat, the cops not catchin’ me
broad day, man down, he got left on his back, lil’ bro stretched him
lil’ bro got a bag, he made that sh+t off of hits, he ran up a hunbun’
got in my bag, i was down bad on my d+ck, now i got some munyun
he made a diss, then he got hit in his sh+t, i bet he can’t say nun’
know that he sick, he found out i’m f+ckin’ his b+tch, and she down to snake sum’
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