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lil scrappy - what the fuck lyrics

[lil scr-ppy talking]

[chorus]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on eyein me [4x]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on tryin me [4x]

[lil scr-ppy]
f-ck the bullsh-t beat dat -ss to the floe
he twistin now he shakin like a god d-mn hoe
don’t run they goin to bak me, now hes tryin to attack me
juzt blow your brain cells from ur head i be clappin
now i buck all day, i buck all nite
d-mn rite i beat your -ss in a god d-mn fite
don’t stand so close, get your d-mn nose broke
tryn to give me doubt when you see b-tch you aint my folk
you be tryn me, i’m a thugged out g
imma switch you sideways imma charge a post up fee
thug straight trappin, till i get rich off this rappin
i aint got no friends got watch whos heads i be clappin
flippin and flappin at the mouth ya its off the chain
flippin it on them real b-tches just to get brain
what the f-ck is you tryn me foe
i aint no b-tch, i aint no lame hoe

[chorus]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on eyein me [4x]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on tryin me [4x]

[lil scr-ppy]
what the f-ck is goin on
i beat the f-ck out your -ss and bring your b-tch -ss home
i’m a young thug n-gg- i aint no f-ckin joke
if i aint no lame n-gg- then what the f-ck you eyein foe
talking all that sh-t b-tch take it outside
pop you about 3 times make you turn clockwise
i aint playin i done bein trife, d-mn they done took a life
used to call me chicken cause i used to stab a man with a knife
my life, tatted on my neck, so you best respect
we thug stylin bme, leavin hoes p-ssy wet

i only punch n-gg-s dawg,
i don’t fight no b-tch,
got a hoe in the car that will get up in that sh-t

i’m goin to pit stop
my brains in nerve lose
i carry my own cross
but still you get tossed
and last but not least, quit tryn me
you aint got no business mothaf-kin eyein me

[chorus 2x]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on eyein me [4x]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on tryin me [4x]

[lil scr-ppy]
haters dress to impress, but dey missd the spot
it takes chest to distress the longevity pot
but i got a 380 waitin so keep your eyes up on me
keep your eyes off my d-ck and get your own d-mn money
you silly mothaf-cka you’ll get your head slit wide open
i do it in the street and leave your neighborhood smoking
and they hope in, that the mothaf-ckin war is ova
these lyrics soul reverse them, click clack and break your shoulder
i’m rollin from the south side of the a
if you keep lookin imma bust your -ss in your face
i aint goin to play imma just make an example
all that unloyal sh-t will get your b-tch -ss tapered
when i c-ck back my pistols gonna sound like bam
get your -ss so hard the f-ckin crowd say d-mn
you just got knocked the f-ck out
that’s the way we do n-gg-s that’s eyein in da south

[chorus]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on eyein me [4x]
what the f-ck iz goin on [2x]
he keep on tryin me [4x]

- lil scrappy lyrics

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