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Trillville - Bitch Niggaz lyrics
[Chorus] Bitch nigazz don know me, Bitch nigazz don know me, Bitch nigazz don know me, Bitch nigazz don know me, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, [Dirty Mouth] [Verse 1] This generation im livin, its nothin but this lil' pimpin, Im breakin niggaz like wody, But nothin but game i been given, Stay away from we nigazz, Who consolidating my figures, But if you cross the roadpass I'll give you a 10 to yo liva', I gives a fuck about hoes, I gives fuck about trick, Cuz the only thing a hoe can do is to slob n' nob on my dick, so who in the you been wit, A snappin fishes like dis, And put the lock on yo shit and leave you dead in a ditch, My ammunition is lethal like danny glover im armed, Wit some shit to bust yo head if yo hoes in alarm, so back the fuck So back out my face before you get yo ass slung, Wit dis AKA-47 aim'in write at yo heart. [Chorus (Repeat x2)] [LA] [Verse 2] Bitch nigga you don't know me So why in the fuck you try'n to hate, Runnin your mouth just like some hoe, Bitch thats the closest thing to fake, All in my face just like its cool But i see right through this shit, Talkin bout dat u my folk, No nigga you's a bitch, Get back boy, I'm a be gettin laid up in this bitch, What, nigga time and time again, I done told you better duck nigga, Cuz if ya fake stay the fuck away cuz i don't like ya bitch, All my niggaz no ya, And they know that you's a stay trick, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck up to tell ya that i ain't gon make me show ya 1,2,3,4, nigga (Grrrrraaaaaaaaaa) Mothafucka what it is, Eye'in me bitch hoe ass nigger, You just stepped up in some shit and you ready to dip quick, Run mothafucka stay away from Real shit, Bitch nigga might not like me I don't like it either bitch Pussy nigga get bak, Pussy nigga get slapped, Pussy nigga get split, Pussy nigga get threshed, [Chorus (Repeaat x2)] [Don Peezy] [Verse 3] Next time me and you Cause I ain't never wanna meet'cha Always talkin the bullshit Hell no you never future Always talkin' like a preture You can meet me at the club nigga Fuck the poolpit' nigga Fuck the damn altar nigga I ain't sayin salter nigga Speakin' of me lets meet at the parkin lot with all my damn niggas So we can go on and figure out who real and who fake Cause I see through you like glass nigga Ao go ahead and break I'm not I'm the super AKA slash, slash up in your face Talkin' that bullshit Another garbage and i'll i push you away Strike One, Bad Mistake Strike Two, Bad Mistake World Series Championship Ain't nothin, nothin about me rich! [Chorus (Repeat x2)] [Lil' Scrappy] [Verse 4] Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all Woooooooo! Ain't that some muhfuckin' shit Talkin' like you know me Gonna get your punk ass hit Put that down that's weed in the air Keep jumpin' in my face Im gonna knock the dreads Out yo hair Who that be BME you know me Niggas tesin my clique I'm a show ya that im a G Yea thats the same nigga Fuckin' your daughter With the pimpin' out so hard they gonna call it hoe slaughter Sayin' im bitch shorty Who that me playa Even bitches save me for that I'll never date ya Now hoes out your face Can you transelate Talkin all that garbege I'll make ya dicipitate |
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