theprinceofnc - no cap lyrics
(intro)
i’m the hottest rapper stupid
theprinceofnc
(verse 1)
if i say that it’s up, best believe that we up it
my n+gga’s they shooting and scoring like buckets
i iced out my neck, bet a n+gga to touch it
he iced out his neck , see theprince and he tucked it
i spit dope, crack , told a b+tch ain’t no touching
she suck me all night have her thinking we f+cking
i nut then i dip, have her worried and guessing
i ain’t text her back but she still got the message
i just might whip out the stick
i just might hit and then f+ck on your b+tch
i just might send my youngins, run a n+gga down, air his crib out, shooting kids and sh+t
i just might whip out the stick
i just might hit and then f+ck on your b+tch
i just might send my youngins, run a n+gga down, air his crib out, shooting kids and sh+t
(interlude)
so look
i had this one b+tch named mariah
she let me f+ck 2 or 3 times
took her out on a few dates like red lobster, the movies and sh+t
crazy part about it is
the hoe had a b+tch the whole time
so what i’m trynna let you n+gga’s know is
all b+tch’s ain’t sh+t
(verse 2)
if he @ my name better send some shots
we don’t twitter beef, we beefing with this glock
if he say it’s smoke, better apply that pressure
f+ck a n+gga, trap, leave em armless onna stretcher
stop capping boy, you ain’t the only one
chop take him out like he owe me one
spin the block already know that ima shake me some
f+ck he thought ? n+gga thinking he gone take him some?
no cap, i won’t drop a diss track n+gga
no cap, shotti knock his ass back n+gga
no cap, shorty know ha ass fat n+gga
no cap, i’d leave a opp wacked n+gga
no cap, i won’t drop a diss track n+gga
no cap, shotti knock his ass back n+gga
no cap, shorty know ha ass fat n+gga
no cap, i’d leave a opp wacked n+gga
(interlude)
ok, another crazy story
my ex b+tch a groupie right
she had like 5 n+gga’s run down on me
i guess they call themselves pressing some sh+t
i was already late to catching a flight but if n+gga’s wanna get rowdy again , i know a few drops
it ain’t sh+t to spin and air that b+tch out shooting moms, grandmas, brothers, sisters
(verse 30
stop cap, say i’m broke chain 7k
what you make a week, i’m making in a day
kick yo door, put the glock to ya mother face
where ya son at? rob the b+tch then spray
don’t play, cook a n+gga like steak and rice
ion trust a n+gga, life’s a game of dice
ion respond to beef, i ain’t into that
ima send my youngins down, they’ll get rid of that
run down his block and we airing
run down his block my n+ggas get to stepping
run down his block ain’t gone play with a n+gga, draco make him dance, airing out every n+gga
run down his block and we airing
run down his block my n+ggas get to stepping
run down his block ain’t gone play with a n+gga, draco make him dance, airing out every n+gga
(outro)
ok, so if you a sensitive ass n+gga this track not for you
this sh+t for drug dealers, scammers and n+ggas who have shootout’s with the police
and i ain’t forget about the n+gga’s who pimping these b+tches
i just got my d+ck l!cked by this thick b+tch last week for $40 no cap
im talking super soaker, washing machine sh+t
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