Who U Testin’

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Xanman$hawty - Rap

Who U Testin’

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[Chorus] Imma pull up with the choppa, the XD These niggas don't like me Xan don't do much of that flex shit He gon' hide behind the screen, he got beef, don't address it Wock pint, sippin' lean, got the nine on my dresser Yeah he mad cause' his bitch chose up, now he irrelevant Whole gang finna go, nigga tell me who you better then? Already know who on the beat, hit a bass, I ain't saying shit Get pistol whipped with the glick, nigga who you playin' with? Skinny nigga, but you know my pockets big like a fat bitch Pull up with Brando, yeah we ball like the Mavericks He said that it's his, I took her, you can't have it Face shot left him shocked, man you don't want no static [Verse] Yeah I came from that [?] shit, RIP Gladys Ran off on the play, and I snatch it like gladly Blonde dreads, bitch she thought I was Durkio You hating on me, like nigga ain't you thirty though? You a grown nigga and you still fuck with them dirty hoes How you fuckin' the pussy and that shit smell like bootyhole? You ain't gettin' no backend, ain't even got no bankroll Tried to fuck with my money so I slapped him with the bankroll And I am the general, you gon' do what your damn told I up the bitch quick, so you best keep your mouth closed Come in this crib and we fuck, keep your mouth closed I knew you was a freak, she don't suck dick with her eyes closed I was hittin' the spot, she say Xan, hit a high note Bullet wound to the chest, stain just like Geico Could shot the ones, do this shit mano a mano Had to bring the sticks out, nigga you already know he we comin' [Chorus] Imma pull up with the choppa, the XD These niggas don't like me Xan don't do much of that flex shit He gon' hide behind the screen, he got beef, don't address it Wock pint, sippin' lean, got the nine on my dresser Yeah he mad cause' his bitch chose up, now he irrelevant Whole gang finna go, nigga tell me who you better then? Already know who on the beat, hit a bass, I ain't saying shit Get pistol whipped with the glick, nigga who you playin' with? Skinny nigga, but you know my pockets big like a fat bitch Pull up with Brando, yeah we ball like the Mavericks He said that it's his, I took her, you can't have it Face shot left him shocked, man you don't want no static

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