Fuck Naw

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Fuck Naw

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[Hook] Guess I'm never sleeping in these streets (fuck naw) Guess I'm never scared to buss my heat (fuck naw) Put a bitch over my money (fuck naw) Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw) Guess I'm never sleeping in these streets (fuck naw) Guess I'm never scared to buss my heat (fuck naw) Put a bitch over my money (fuck naw) Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw) [Verse: 1] Army gun, M16, have you carried out by 6 Fifty clip, AR5th, one shot have you doing flips Banana clips, in the chopper for you monkey ass niggas Bullets keep a appetite Eat you up for Sunday dinner AK slugs, twists and turns Straight in you like a blender Bullet and rifle crash you in the face Like a window I'm a animal, in the jungle, on some survival shit Sneak detectives, masked up That Al Qaeda shit A brick boy get a Nigga ass seen, get one Nigga didn't want to give his plug So I plugged him one In the leg, next shot in the head I'm tryna to get ahead Nigga gon shoot that lead When it's all about that bread [Hook] Guess I'm never sleeping in these streets (fuck naw) Guess I'm never scared to buss my heat (fuck naw) Put a bitch over my money (fuck naw) Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw) Guess I'm never sleeping in these streets (fuck naw) Guess I'm never scared to buss my heat (fuck naw) Put a bitch over my money (fuck naw) Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw) [Verse 2] We move strategically Shoot back immediately I didn't receive the drugs, then the murder was a grievance Got your bitch on a bended knees Whilst she sucking me I just bought her a lunch my nigga You know shit ain't for free To be 'round me goin' cause a fee And that's an apostrophe We called the street life the gang But it ain't monopoly Forgiato on the ride, kill them homicide Rock just like me go about my money, everybody die If you owe me, then you owe my plug, I could die Like potatoe wedges, in that grease, you gon fry From them AK slugs, when they hit that ass up Choppa bullets to his torso, split that ass up [Hook] Guess I'm never sleeping in these streets (fuck naw) Guess I'm never scared to buss my heat (fuck naw) Put a bitch over my money (fuck naw) Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw) Guess I'm never sleeping in these streets (fuck naw) Guess I'm never scared to buss my heat (fuck naw) Put a bitch over my money (fuck naw) Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw)

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  • Project Pat
  • 808 Mafia