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t i – fightin words lyrics

what you talking bout hoe,
who you talking to, n-gg-
what you talking bout hoe,
who you talking to, n-gg-
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe, b-tch n-gg-
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe, b-tch n-gg-
what you talking bout hoe,
who you talking to, n-gg-
what you talking bout hoe,
who you talking to, n-gg-
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe, b-tch n-gg-
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe
you don’t like me n-gg- hit me in my face then
got a problem when you see me n-gg-, say it then
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe, b-tch n-gg-
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe

young n-gg- in a old school
i got new money and an old tube
og’s look when i roll through
f-ck n-gg-s ain’t beef, they tow foo
i’m so cool, got a crew of hoes
and no food sushi roll,
right after that, we hit it back
to the condo where, eat gucci hoe
i’m stupid hoe, run through the hoe
you dream about it, i do it hoe
-ss fat, face beautiful
throwing my stack 20’s they good to go
n-gg-s don’t fear me, they should though
and they can’t hear me, they would though
if they was up on my plateau
but i’m whacko, bet that hoe!

all they claiming my set
i ain’t claiming no seat
all i be needing my rep
hoe what you know about that
these n-gg-s steady be capping
meanwhile i flips
chasing after they checks
what you talking bout that? b-tch!

got a rocket in the club and ain’t afraid to pop it
n-gg- run your lip i put that barrel to your sockets
haters out here hating cause that flexing never stopping
keep that blue dream in my bomb and the hash for the toppings
that nina ross stay on me, so homie don’t play with me
i keep them pills, i keep that lean, i keep a ak with me
a real street n-gg-, catch me in the streets n-gg-
got something to hit your chest hard
and i ain’t talking liquor
don’t need no n-gg- f-ck rapping
n-gg- talk that sh-t i’m blasting
that.44 to your face b-tch, it’s gonna be a closed casket
your whole life is a storyline
you ain’t gangster, you n-gg-s lie
make m-ssacres cause like the valentine
turn this club into the columbine!

get the f-ck in this building
-ss hole, f-ck what you feeling
feel the 48 my wrist cause i’m killing
pety n-gg- run they mouth cuz i’m stealing
fin ta hurt a couple of n-gg-s feels
when i jump out somethin with no ceilings
with a b-tch in the back on that f-ck sh-t
i beat it up you can tell it wouldn’t heal
you don’t like me, what the f-ck is you talking
you can tell i’m a problem b-tch it’s whatever
kill your people who ever you came with
i don’t give a f-ck you won’t get it together
… motherf-cker like i was sipping
all on a n-gg- -ss like a n-gg- who tripping
when you walk outta here you gunna be leakin n drippin
guarantee it’s game over now you somewhere flippin
… get this cake
get the whole pot and get out the f-ck my way
any n-gg- don’t like it you can tell em it’s trey
suck my d-ck b-tch don’t say that spray it
n-gg- yous a b-tch and everything about cha
point cha -ss out… bet they spot cha
got a couple n-gg-s that… , b-tch i got you

- t i lyrics

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