Baby C4 - Cut

If he tryna move on the gang, I'mma call out a shot and it's up
You niggas ain't thuggin', aint losin' no sleep over niggas, I don't give a fuck
That hoe gettin' freaky, I know she a demon, I pull out and stick and it's up
These niggas they stay undercover but me and my niggas pop out of the
Cut, cut, cut, these diamonds they flawless, cut, if you ain't a freak
Cut, they acting too much, cut, they capping too much
Cut, rest in peace for my diamonds, I'm changing the climate these stones
They frozen, cut, cut
Ima pull up wit my wardy,
Other words i pull up wit my brodie
Put a deuce in the 4 like im kobe, That hoe sinning you she ain't holy
I might cop me a rollie, Matter fact ima buss down a richard
She a goofy get left on delivered, Niggas putting out trash it's litter
Niggas lack and get caught in the middle, Got a tech now they blowing the whistle
Pussy nigga get popped like a pimple, Put a hole in his chest like a dimple
Then I take a shot then i pour up some mo, She getting high but she dropping it low
Never get tired i stay on the road, Move out to the hills but stay on my toes
If he tryna move on the gang, I'mma call out a shot and it's up
You niggas ain't thuggin', aint losin' no sleep over niggas, I don't give a fuck
That hoe gettin' freaky, I know she a demon, I pull out and stick and it's up
These niggas they stay undercover but me and my niggas pop out of the
Cut, cut, cut, these diamonds they flawless, cut, if you ain't a freak
Cut, they acting too much, cut, they capping too much
Cut, rest in peace for my diamonds, I'm changing the climate these stones
They frozen, cut, cut
We Pop out of Hellcats and Trackhawks
Yea just like we durk
Yea came from the dirt, Stay out the way i ain't popping a perc
Half of a band i payed that for my shirt, I don't know amber but i stay alert
Bitch getting freaky i know she a flirt, She bad like rihanna she putting in work, work, work
I get the money and make that shit twerk, I get the money and now niggas lurk
I get the money and now bitches hurt
But Fuck how they feel no emotions attached, I Brought in a bag now they texting me back
So now i move different that fake shit a wrap, wrap, no cap
If he tryna move on the gang, I'mma call out a shot and it's up
You niggas ain't thuggin', aint losin' no sleep over niggas, I don't give a fuck
That hoe gettin' freaky, I know she a demon, I pull out and stick and it's up
These niggas they stay undercover but me and my niggas pop out of the
Cut, cut, cut, these diamonds they flawless, cut, if you ain't a freak
Cut, they acting too much, cut, they capping too much
Cut, rest in peace for my diamonds, I'm changing the climate these stones
They frozen, cut, cut

Written by:
Kevin Harris

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