Nam Nitty - Make a Point

Fuck dem niggaz, all dem niggaz
I got hollow points for all dem niggaz
Boss on niggaz, floss on niggaz
Like it's a religion
Stuntin in pic & send to prisons
Father forgive em, I been sinnin
I been winnin
She gave me head on da 495
Yes, I'm grinnin
I fuck em & I diss em
U loving & kiss em
Nigga how u livin, that ain't pumpin
Nigga u simpin, I'm summin different
Summin phenomenal
Gun by da abdominal
Watch who u talkin to
Send a few shots
I know a few thot, that know a few thots
That know a few spots
We coming for dat, ready or not
I write my pain, u write for da fame
Die for da set, die for my chain
Die for my kids
Nigga, u'll probably die for a bitch
Making these beats gone make me rich
Making this money, I'm making em sick
Hop off my dick

Fuck dem niggaz, all dem niggaz
I got hollow points for all dem niggaz
I'm Dat Nigga, Ask ya bitch, I'm Dat Nigga
She might love you but my dick bigger
Go figure
Whippin da pot til I whip me a drop
When it's hot, let down da top
And stunt on ya block
I'm doing wtf I want, like it or not
I make it hot, glock w/a lil red dot
Shoot up da spot, get low
I used to be a klepto
Kick a Nigga door, get shot or let it go
I get mines da fast way, ski mask way
If u wanna see tomorrow
Nigga do what I say
Part w/ da jewels, give it up smooth
Open da safe
We all take a lost
I guess today's ya luck day
Tryna lie is only bad for your health
So put a quarter in a ass cuz u played yourself

Written by:
Antoine Davis

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