Real hiphop

He want the what for the what? Ah shit, for surely Bitch you knowing not to hit my mup when it's early Had ran into a power hize inadvertently Tell yo' nigga go return them jeans back cause it hurt to see I been stepping so long developed plantar fasciitis She was playing with pussy back then and I could buy it Having motion these niggas tryna turner uh, uh I don't like it You got your stick I got my stick let's see who shit really striking If you ain't never pulled a caper broad day my shit not for you Got a lil' bag and see exactly what that guap a do Shutting the fuck up and mind yo' business do a lot for you Real mob boss, feet up watching the product move Baby girl ain't got no brain, but she got all that ass I'ma make like 50 of that, then I'm falling back That's all I need cause the rest coming all from rap 30,000 Percocets in a skull head way across the map! Stop what you doing You know god don't spare the wicked The only thing I can do when I make it Is go spend it On the 38th floor with some top notch bitches High rolling, high rolling young ass nigga When she get home and thinks of me She starts to play with herself I don't know what got into me lately Bitch but I ain't calling you back Hit the road for 90 days Just me and a Gore-Tex jacket With a flip phone I got I'm probably running pro's off that I'm on Collins Ave looking for a bad bitch Dog if a nigga approach me wrong He get his ass whipped First of all I can't be having Niggas dog playing with me I done put her up on all, all I put her on fly shit My lil' heart running outta love in this shit I just pick apart throw the biggest nug in the spliff I was in the dark til' I found the plug got a glimpse I'm an indie artist still be throwing one's in the wind I was in the car and you brought a what in the whip I ain't finna spark, I gotta see the cubs in a bit We was in the park and I had the thugs in the VIP We be spinning far, you don't want me come where you live Too cold water runnin' fast Could crash if we wanted do the math The hood pass that they covet come with time 3 point stance toe on the line I ain't jump when they hollered out Your pulse bump up I'm around why is that I'm rushin' to different cities on the map No bullshit im speedin' in a Sonic bag Whole world sick I'm not a hypochondriac Twirl and spin dirty dance never off the axis Talkin' to the turf it be talkin' back Got a bad a referral so you lost access Really on call, on demand Face on the walls, I'm a wanted man Wait hold that thought 'less you talkin' cash Based on the box score we won again