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Album: Strictly 4 Traps N Trunks 44: Free Young Buck Edition (2012)

This Shit Rough

[Verse 1:]
I had a feeling niggas was gon be with this shit cause if you wasn't tryin easy
You take what you could get you gon sit there and just die
Learn long time ago get yo money never mind a ho
Got 10 years invested and yo bitch naked dick down the throat
Catch me dirty and trapping up into something to curse
And them this price of my sneakers red on the bottom of hers
Nigga don't do nothing but do this
This why you niggas you clueless
But this only the way a street nigga can get to this
Meditating like a buddhist
Niggas cool but I'm the coolest
Take this cup and I'mma screw this
Tryna get money like I'm jewish
Who is this nigga think he is? just gone fuck all over her hoes
Put coke all on the city and just jump up and go
[?] I heard it all before
And ain't too much you can't say it make me wanna stop me doe
I told my patna Pusha million dollars ain't enough
And ain't no dope out in this streets nigga ain't it rough

[Hook]
Big old chain on your neck and you just came just to flex
We just came just to come up then go hang in the jets
Let me get that drop it this shit rough
Let me get that drop it this shit rough
You got ice on your wrist and I got money in my mind
That mean I'm tired of being broke and you running out of time
Let me get that drop it this shit rough
Let me get that drop it this shit rough

[Verse 2:]
Talk to me baby what is that pussy gone do for me
I buy you this bags is you gone shoot to me?
All this money coming I don't sleep this shit is [?] me
Plus I ain't been seeing my kids like a do usually
Crackers asking who I am I tell this hoes just google me
Back spend it up excuse me can you move for me
Left off my feelings in my mama house came up like fuck yall
Everybody buying bricks everybody but yall
Let do it this is just a rapper, blood, don't let this niggas play you
Ungrateful ass bitch cause is last time I save you
Keep tweeting all them lies
Like you really seeing this pies
And cookin' all that coke you a broke nigga undisguised
We laughing at you guys
And yall colombian ties
If I told you what your bitch be doin' you you would be surprised
Hey lil buddy keep pushin' it quarter key ain't enough
And [?] boy you see this rough

[Hook:]


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