Believe Her (Sons)

They my sons yeah They my sons yeah They my sons yeah yeah i smack it like a drum They my sons yeah (unn) (yeaaahhhhh) They gon run yeah They my sons yeah (Yuh un unh) They my sons yeah yeah i smack it like a drum Niggas always talking but they gon run They gon run They gon run They gon run Yeah un un un un un Keep a nine yeah ion got no time Niggas always talking but you nine to five (yeah yeah) See my ratio thats 2-1 Got some shooters so I dont keep a gun Got some 2 bad hoes up in buddkan (pew pew) How much guap yeah I guess its none And this rap shit just begun Got like 2 white hoes and they want some fun Yeah yeah yeah yeah Sorry bitch i ai'nt fuck ya friend Like sorry bitch I make emends Yeah Yeah She said Im the one yeah They my sons yeah yeah i smack it like a drum Niggas always talking but they gon run They gon run They gon run They gon run Yeah un un un un un Caught a op yeah she is deceased (pew) Fuck these niggas they do not know me If i want it then I have to move patience Fu- fu- fu- fuck a realtion Fuck they devil he gave me temptation On a jet im on vacation Fuck ya bitch she gave me frustration Yeah Yeah Yeah yeah In LA we sipping on gas Fucking ya bitch she know how to act These niggas be looking they looking Abstract Yeah she came in with a Tac Im in New York Im breaking her back Im in out just like the flash Yea ima- ima- imma fuck then pass See my ratio thats 2-1 Got some shooters so I dont keep a gun Got some 2 bad hoes up in buddkan How much guap yeah I guess its none And this rap shit just begun Got like 2 white hoes and they want some fun Yeah uh uh uh uh uh uh See my shooter they talking Im the hottest nigga when i walk in Tell ya bitch tell her stop talking Yeah yeah Sorry bitch i ai'nt fuck ya friend Like sorry bitch I make emends Yeah Yeah She said Im the one yeah I can't love on no tressha Swear to God I do'nt need her Why the fuck would i believer her You a sinner an unbeliever Swear to God I had to preach her Yeah YEAH