LA Duce - Tell Em (feat. TruCarr)

Ain't no other way a one hunnit how we coming
Tell the bottle service all night keep it coming
Tell security don't pat us down cause we clutching
And tell them hating niggas don't be mad get some money
I'm quick to tell a bitch that pussy good but I ain't cuffing
I'm quick to buss a move you can't tell a nigga nothing
Ain't fucking with no nigga that be telling when it's ugly
It ain't hard to tell we made something out of nothing
Man If I can do it all again I wouldn't change nothing
It ain't to hard see me when I'm there my neck bussing
Mr put it on shit pocket blue hunnits
Hating ass niggas thought that they was doing something
I'm from the streets and I rap nigga but ain't no rap nigga
Please don't cap nigga don't shoot subs I get at niggas
At scene you know where to find us in the back nigga
Bitch you better come correct ain't nothing like yo last nigga
Smoking big woods she looking good I'm gone get on her
She a cold bitch take the dick and do a split on it
We ain't taking L's man if they tripping we gone get on em
Niggas switch got to grab the switch that's how you switch on em
Ain't no limit to it we keep beats by the pound
Strictly only gang if you ain't wit us move around
It ain't hard to tell we something major in the town
A one gang or nothing niggas know how we get down foo
Ain't no other way a one hunnit how we coming
Tell the bottle service all night keep it coming
Tell security don't pat us down cause we clutching
And tell them hating niggas don't be mad get some money
I'm quick to tell a bitch that pussy good but I ain't cuffing
I'm quick to buss a move you can't tell a nigga nothing
Ain't fucking with no nigga that be telling when it's ugly
It ain't hard to tell we made something out of nothing
It Ain't To Tell I Got A Hunnit In This Chop
Clip Em Up Benz But We Gone Spin Up In This Car
Twenty four Hours Nigga Im On The Ten Where You Can Shop
Niggas Fraud They Can Shaking Hands With The Opps
Couldn't Even Hit It I Put My Hand Up On Her Spot
How Many Followers Fuck That Shit How Many Bands Do Niggas Got
At The Top It Get Lonely I Can't Be Friendly With A Thot
Cut Em Off Give A Fuck If They Was Family Or They Not
I Pick You Up That's Guaranteed You Better Drop Something
If Anything I'm Bout To Leave That's If The Cops Coming
I Can't Put My Trust In Shit These Niggas Not A Hunnit
If Yo Ass Keep Playing Games Then You Got What You Wanted
Ain't no other way a one hunnit how we coming
Tell the bottle service all night keep it coming
Tell security don't pat us down cause we clutching
And tell them hating niggas don't be mad get some money
I'm quick to tell a bitch that pussy good but I ain't cuffing
I'm quick to buss a move you can't tell a nigga nothing
Ain't fucking with no nigga that be telling when it's ugly
It ain't hard to tell we made something out of nothing

Written by:
Anthony Ford

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