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pgf mooda - tell me lyrics

[intro: pgf mooda]
tell me what you rappin’ ’bout n+gga
you ain’t no k!ller
all you hang around is monkeys
b+tch i hang around with gorillas n+gga
go, go, go, go, go
yeah, go
(d+mn, spancy)

[chorus: pgf mooda]
tell me, what you rappin’ ’bout n+gga
you ain’t no k!ller
all you hang around is monkeys
b+tch i hang around with gorillas n+gga
tell me ,what you rappin’ ’bout n+gga
that sh+t ain’t real
you ain’t have to go and get it
you ain’t been up in a field n+gga
tell me how you comin’ n+gga
you ain’t no stepper
you ain’t had to go and slide
if you did, somebody helped you n+gga
[hook: pgf mooda]
tell me n+gga
tell me n+gga
tell me n+gga, ayy
tell me n+gga
tell me n+gga
tell me n+gga

[verse: pgf mooda]
tell me what you had to do
tell me who you have to shoot
acting goofies in my circle, ’cause we get they ass to boot
they know what the f+ck we do, so stop that cappin’ on the net
they know not to play with me, ’cause they know i’m the youngest threat
bet’ not send no shots my way, ’cause imma up and send ’em back
tell me what you did, ’cause i heard y’all still ain’t slidin’ jet
private jet, we just left the rap, but still come back to score
n+ggas hoes, always postin’ guns, but never up the scope
tell me how you livin’ n+gga, ’cause you ain’t doin’ none of this
feel like n+ggas mamas, ’cause i put the opps on punishment
body boys, we have all the switches and we f+ck all the b+tches
psycho gang be super lit, they know who be k!llin’ sh+t
(d+mn, spancy)

[verse: pgf nuk]
don’t tell me what you could of did
i know what i really did
pop out, cut off split his wig
they know that these switches big
you the type, that talk about your [?] n+gga, ayy
you the type, that tell everything, you a f+cking snitch n+gga
goofy try to tell me what he did last year
steady sayin’ they ass must be drunk up off that d+mn bill
he steady tryna tell me stories i don’t wanna hear
he steady talkin’ out his lip, get him out of here
how you could said, tell n+ggas that you smoke sh+t
you the type, to rob a n+gga and tell ’em that you poke sh+t
how you tellin’ shortie sh+t, you ain’t even know sh+t
you the type, that tell a hoes see they ain’t even blow sh+t

[outro]
(d+mn, spancy)

- pgf mooda lyrics

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