T.Rose AllinGang - Nun Like Rappers

Aye
Yes sir
Yea
Huh I ain't nothing like these pussy ass rappers nigga
Roasta in this motherfucker to though nigga huh
Aye
I ain’t nothing like these other rappers
They be talking about em
And forgot about me
Went to jail i was hot as takis
Then I came home and i met the socket
Getting money like illuminati
Nigga scared around me
Make em empty pockets
A lot of cases i don't talk about
But i been in the streets
And ain’t nobody shot me
A lot of niggas
wasn’t on the wave
I’ll watch em hate
Now they want a feature
Remember days
I wasn’t getting paid
I was in amaze
I was stuck in the bleachers
Skipping class
I was catching plays
I was shooting j’s
End up fucking the teacher
In a cell
I wasn’t getting mail
But i stayed strong
Because i know i'm a leader
Get the money split it up like a pizza
Big cash on the whip i don’t lease it
Drop the case because you talk to polices
Creeping on the beat
Roasta a creature
Crackers got me on a anklet
But i'm still getting money
What the fuck they thinking
Is he dead or he planking it
Shoot em on July 4th
Make him think we pranking em
Roasta
Aye
Aye
Straight 20s nigga woah
We’ll wipe a nigga nose
Fuck it kick a door
We got P’s for the low
We call em arms nigga
Pull up and get you a bow
Face gator
Heart cold
I got respect
And you cant buy that in the store nigga
Roasta the Creeper nigga
ALLINGANG nigga
Swamp ots for life nigga
43rd
Yea
Huh

Written by:
Terry Rose

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