Dreek2Cool - Fucc Them Niggas (feat. Fastlife Rarri)

Damn, DJ Plug
You just killed them
Yeah
Uh-huh
Woah
All these opp niggas think they fucking with me, but they can't
No
Put a three-five and backwood opp, pack stank
Yeah
I don't fuck around with new niggas, still with the gang
Yeah
Bitch, I'm big b's but I'm tide in with the neighbors yeah
I'ma ride for my niggas, I'll die for my niggas
Do some time for my niggas, I'ma slide for my niggas
Clutch the fire with my niggas, homicide with my niggas
Won't testify on my niggas, fuck the other niggas
Free my nigga, crippy until he free
Best believe I got a bag for you when you hit the streets
I'm forever Enzo gang and I would die by COB
Got them bitches like Big Meech I'm on my feet, no time to sleep
Been stabbed in the back by niggas that I love, but they ain't here no more
Dehydrated by the bullshit, swear to God I can't drop tips no more
I peek shit, got a eye of a tiger, my heart is tough as a lion
If one swings, then we all swing
Bitch, If its up, someone dying
Free my cousin sosa they, just locked him up for a double homie
Three hundred and eight in the fuck nigga face, bullet flash like paparazzi
Try one of mine, best believe we gon' get some straight and we gon' solve the problem
Blue tips and four-five hollow, knock your head off, sleepy hollow
All these opp niggas think they fuckin' with me, but they can't
No
Put a three-five and backwood opp, pack stank
Yeah
I don't fuck around with new niggas, still with the gang
Yeah
Bitch, I'm big b's but I'm tide in with the neighbors yeah
I'ma ride for my niggas, I'll die for my niggas
Do some time for my niggas, I'ma slide for my niggas
Clutch the fire with my niggas, homicide with my niggas
Won't testify on my niggas, fuck the other niggas
Hundred shots about my nigga, cause I know that he'll drill
For me, I ain't know how to steal no car, so crippy he'll
A peel for me, ten racks, man on some kicks
My shoe bill ain't cheap
Well slide through with them sliders
And shoot them doors right off that jeep
My bitch gon' ride for me like Megan Good, I'm talking waist deep
I'll go Uzi Vert on the fuck nigga just like JT
But Malik told me stay focused, get this money dawg and stay me
I ain't even gotta talk, I drink water dawg and grow like a tree
Niggas talk crazy, get beat. Enzo was locked up, now he free
My dawg was taking all them drugs to stop the pain and he OD
We be shooting shit like the Warriors when they had KD
The opps would rather simulate
Before them Niggas play with me
All these opp niggas think they fuckin' with me, but they can't
No
Put a three-five and backwood opp, pack stank
Yeah
I don't fuck around with new niggas, still with the gang
Yeah
Bitch, I'm big b's but I'm tide in with the neighbors yeah
I'ma ride for my niggas, I'll die for my niggas
Do some time for my niggas, I'ma slide for my niggas
Clutch the fire with my niggas, homicide with my niggas
Won't testify on my niggas, fuck the other niggas

Written by:
Rodriquez Strickland

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