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skatterman & snug brim - foolz lyrics

[chorus: skatterman and snug brim]
it’s hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp
survived through the struggle, i walk with a limp
not cause i’m tryna be cool, i’m just packin my tool
cause where i’m from, these lil n-gg-s is foolz

[verse 1: the popper]
you a fool, motherf-cker
need to kick back and learn the rules, lil buster
you show potential, you a cool lil hustler
i’m jumpin in the deep end of the pool, lil f-cker
these fool lil busters, tell about your dark past
tell they lil mark -ss to slow down when they walk past
they ain’t listening, say a prayer for them
too hard headed to notice their family’s there for them
they running with the wrong croud
listening to gangsta music, saying all the words in the songs loud
streets don’t lie, you pull up if you a thug
i say your name, you get your -ss dragged through the mud
cause you a dud
no firepower
your partner got you, but you stand by him like a coward
i can talk about you p-ss-es for an intire hour
but i need to eat beats with this mic, cause that’s what i devour

[verse 2: snug brim]
oh you’s a fool with it
n-gg-, you play for keeps
sagging your pants, jump out in the streets
snorting your louder powder, then top a couple back
hip hop on the top of the list, now you wanna role with your mac
painting the town, man
face on, lips lock
keep tricking, safety pistol c-cked
what is a handgun these days?
f-ckers got caged
quick to use it too, knock off your stunner shades
now comes the consequence, look at the jail time
which is you? is it go, or is it tale time?
or you gon do your 24 with necessary stress?
or you gon get your cigarettes and sign them cheqs?
you lil n-gg-s think you harder than what you are
regardlous i spark with that spark that’s in my car
in the streets imma finish, where it goes down
you n-gg-s know now,i rep the mo kao

[verse 3: skatterman]
since michael jackson beat-t, and them b-tches wore moon boots
i been wantin money, bustin pistols out moon roofs
the ogs say shoot, i squeeze on my doose doose
till this day i still send some sh-t through your blue tuke
and then i say scoob
the feds in the hood when them n-gg-s yell “you you”
you can’t get too spooked
i ain’t gotta lie to ya
people i did that
blew a quarter million, took a quarter and hit that
blew that quarter million, fell off, then i slincked back
the dope game behind me, but i still preech big crack
the game is too tacked, told you, motherf-cker
drop down
they put you on, motherf-cker
i know, motherf-cker
you n-gg-s ain’t hot, you so so, motherf-cker
if the record don’t sell, it’s blow, motherf-cker
tell afrodisiac you want it now, 20 ryms, motherf-cker

- skatterman snug brim lyrics

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