nizzmey - games lyrics
[verse: nizzmey]
i get on a beat and i’m f-cking reckless, n-gg-s houses are my f-cking neckless
n-gg-s always wanna talk about how a n-gg- try hard there is no practice
laying down the records like they a matress, stunting on these n-gg-s heat is drastic
cutting n-gg-s up in peaces kid, have yo mans stuck up like a f-cking cactus
yeah these n-gg-s wanna be some trappers but they fake as h-ll and they know they actors
leave a young n-gg- wetted down now his blood is leaking out of him backwards
i remember when i had nothing, so i had to turn that nothing into something
n-gg-s stay complaining bout some f-ck sh-t, really n-gg- i could buy your cousin
nizzmey b-tch i do my hustling, moving dope i don’t do that thug sh-t
and i pray to god because honestly i was headed down that road to all that crunk sh-t
leaving n-gg-s be do not get rough kid, i’ll shoot ya whole block up no discussion
pistol whip ya b-tch and tell her suck my d-ck and after i done gave her a concussion
street n-gg- b-tch do not be fussing, drag you by the weave and shoot ya husband
i was really with them gang sh-ts had to step back cause that sh-ts disfunctioned
i gotta give it to dine’ro he a street n-gg- always up to something
n-gg-s thinking softy nizzmey, b-tch you know what’s up
i’ll change that sh-t real quickly bruh, nut up all up in yo b-tches gut
leave you with the kid, drown him in his fit, graaagraaa to your fitted
now you f-ck n-gg-s ain’t speaking b-tch what happen to that sh-t you’s spitting?
[hook: j4ydizz1e]
b-tch you think this is a game, b-tch you think this is a game?
n-gg- your whole crew is lame, we’ll shoot your whole team up no aim
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