sheluvpierre! - eat! lyrics
[intro]
all my, i said all my n+ggas, i said all my n+ggas, we from the east, make out the streets, all these n+ggas tryin to be, i know my, yea
[chorus]
all my n+ggas gon’ eat
all my n+ggas gon’ make it out the streets
all my n+ggas gon’ come up wit me
all my n+ggas gon’ get to the breesh
i know some n+ggas who shoot
i know some n+ggas who trap in the school
i know some n+ggas who move
i know some n+ggas who trapped in the stu, yea
ok , you talking that sh+t but you ain’t talking business
all of my n+ggas like dennis the menace
go pop a bean and then go on a mission, yea
you ain’t talking sh+t
you ain’t ‘bout that b+tch
sucking on my d+ck
yea she sucked my kids yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
[verse 1]
yеa
bad lil baby yea she giving me top
paranoid so i’m clutching my glock
hunnit rounds yеah we making em drop
hop in the v and we ducking the cops (yea)
hop in the v and we score on some opps ( f+ck em)
yea they dead to you ( yea, yea, yea )
smokin’ on dope till my head blue ( yea, yea, yea )
yea lil b+tch till my head blue ( yea, yeah, yeah)
yea sippin codeine that sh+t purp ( yea )
putting these opps on a shirt ( yea )
hop in the v then i skrt ( yea )
n+gga you know i don’t play no d+mn games ( no )
score a opp and i go david blaine ( yea )
all my n+ggas know i am insane ( yea )
all my n+ggas gon’ put in that pain (pain)
pain
pain
pain
pain
yea
shoot him down
walk on the block we gon’ hunt him down
yea you is a goofy clown yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
i see a opp, and i got my glock, i’m shooting my shot
yea, yea, yea, yea
[chorus]
all my n+ggas gon’ eat
all my n+ggas gon’ make it out the streets
all my n+ggas gon’ come up wit me
all my n+ggas gon’ get to the breesh
i know some n+ggas who shoot
i know some n+ggas who trap in the school
i know some n+ggas who move
i know some n+ggas who trapped in the stu, yea
ok , you talking that sh+t but you ain’t talking business
all of my n+ggas like dennis the menace
go pop a bean and then go on a mission, yea
you ain’t talking sh+t
you ain’t ‘bout that b+tch
sucking on my d+ck
yea she sucked my kids yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
[verse 2]
yea, eee
pull up on the scene like vay bxndz, bonnet swag lil b+tch popped three xans
designer on me i’m money man
play wit me boy you a dead man
uh, yea
i know some n+ggas who’ll boom up the room
i know some n+ggas wit blood on they shoe
i know some n+ggas who shoot out the coupe, yea
yea i’m heartless ( yea, yuh )
young n+gga and i’m heartless ( yea, yuh )
all my n+ggas gonna start sh+t ( yea, yuh )
all my n+ggas go retarted ( yea, yuh )
i see a opp, press him ( yea)
put his ass on a stretcher ( yea, yea )
call up lil bro he gon’ put in that pressure ( yea )
n+gga ain’t learn his lesson ( yea, yea, yea, yea )
yea, yea
i’m from ct
all my n+ggas gonna eat no, all my n+ggas gonna feast yea
don’t love a hoe
she f+cking your bros
she sucking every n+gga soul
just stack up your dough
yea, yea, yuh, yuh
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