Kase Klosed - Tweak Sh*t (Remix)

Fuck that nigga and that hoe I'm bout a bag bitch
Imma talk my shit like off the rip I'm bout to bash shit
Niggas talking crazy on the gram like Kase ain't bout shit
Imma drop my tape and disappear I'm on some Pac shit
Niggas talking crazy huh
Fucking yo ol lady huh
He been snapping lately huh
Speaker going crazy huh
I keep my same niggas round
Bro been geeked up off a pound
Chop been rollin hella stank
Iso tweak and he don't drank
Don't try coming to the stu if you ain't fuck with me
Don't try coming to the show because this shit ain't free
Talkin bout my shit was whack but you ain't touching me
Fuck around and get plucked apple but the tree
Knock a nigga out his shirt lock the bitch up like I'm Kurt
I got niggas going hammer all my niggas off the curb
Jhit be wilding off a perc roll a wood to calm my nerves
Ion even drink no deuce but imma pour one cause I'm hurt
If you ain't fucking wit Kase then disappear Bitch
I got niggas fucking wit me on some Real shit
You ain't ready for the war then get out the trenches
Thought you niggas was some soldiers
Y'all some real bitches
I got shawty tryna fuck me and that Pussy water
Say my money getting dumber but I'm getting smarter
Niggas talking bout they got it they ain't got shit
Say you got a lil nina we got chop sticks
Talking bout he runnin plays bet we finna blitz
Tried to leave me in the cold I got used to it
Baby talking bout she need me ion need ya baby
Niggas talking bout they ballin Hornets to some Lakers
I been stomping on these niggas chopping like a gator
Boy don't ask me for a feature bro I don't do favors
Niggas talking bout they better I ain't heard it yet
Told the bitch that I was coming I ain't pop out yet
Niggas try to box me in like I'm from the ville
I got shawty tryna fuck cause I got sex appeal
Niggas steady talking cash but don't got a bag
I was doing overtime you was on yo ass

Woo Blow the whistle pussy nigga got a issue
Imma stomp em like a wrestler get the pistol out the Tesla I be dunkin Like I'm Drexler
Took ya bitch with nothing special Put that hoe up on the curb
Making plays what's the word
Wipe his nose lil bitch
I got slimes from the 6
Know some niggas out the noya all They know is bending corners
Got a sniper from chiraq makin plays In the zona
I might pull up in a yota spray a 30 Out the rolla.
Bitch you know what's cracking
Folk with me he stacking
Green Bay bitch we packing
Bitch I'm never lacking
Bitch you know what's cracking
Folk with me he stacking
Green Bay bitch we packing
Bitch I'm never lacking
Look off his head wit the fucking tec nigga woah woah
Niggas bitches die bout my respect
Nigga woah woah
Make a diss song you get hit nigga blow doors
Niggas tried to hop up in the whip
Ain't no 4 door
If I hit know I made a flick imma post those
Niggas talking bout they in the V.I.P nigga go home
Niggas talkin bout they in the V.I.P bitch go home

Written by:
Kase Klosed

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