lul g – let it rain lyrics
[verse 1]
for any n-gga wanna fight b-tch joke’s up
ain’t no favorite ones with the gang get yo’ score bust (boom boom)
don’t get yo’ stupid -ss hit for sh-t you throwin’ up (dumb n-gga)
still in the v big body keep ’em post up
gang of pit bulls while you n-ggas, y’all some lil’ pups
cold hearted n-gga, dogged the b-tch and give no f-cks (dumb b-tch)
n-ggas mad ’cause they b-tches post, and they post us
yeah we had the city off that sh-t since that, “no love” (lil’ n-gga)
i guess we back to the mothaf-ckin’ basics
spilled quality on my joe’s while i was loadin’ up the drake clip
load this b-tch wit’ my sight leave no traces back
duece deuce is what you inhale now this four up in the face
all these ling ling’s want the ding-a-ling they think i’m major (dumb b-tch)
all this bling bling turn ’em on i see it in they face
all these chops a n-gga own so they think a n-gga hattian
i’ma bop at him wit’ the ming ming til’ he’s faced
[chorus]
if my man’s turn b-tch i’ma charge it to the game
old dog in his prime why you p-ssy n-ggas came?
hit that road for that bag got your b-tch bustin’ dates
changin’ weather wit’ this drakey up this b-tch and let it rain
[verse 2]
thought that i was done? dumb b-tch i’m going iverson
and x this b-tch slap you ain’t even gotta stop the beat
and all you p-ssies in my comments, ain’t no stoppin’ me (dumb n-gga)
how you dishin’ out smoke? you don’t rock wit’ me
all you n-ggas claim it’s funk you ain’t shot sh-t (you ain’t shot sh-t)
i’m the n-gga pulled up and let that glock spit (boom boom)
how you kissin’ on that b-tch and she a thot b-tch? (she a thot b-tch)
and how she givin’ out the clap but you ain’t got sh-t? (punk b-tch)
dirty d-ck lil’ boy don’t get yo’ -ss… (don’t get yo’ -ss beat)
matter fact f-ck a fade ’cause a young n-gga pack heat (boom boom)
and i stay runnin’ up a check like a track meet
claim it’s f-ck, drop location, i stay posted on that back street
[chorus]
if my man’s turn b-tch i’ma charge it to the game
old dog in his prime why you p-ssy n-ggas came?
hit that road for that bag got your b-tch bustin’ dates
changin’ weather wit’ this drakey up this b-tch and let it rain
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