Monaleo - Beating Down Yo Block
Ridin' blowin', big sippin' on a daily basis (Merion Krazy)Quick to hop by on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slabs in open, looking good standing tall
Beatin' down ya block knockin' pictures off your wall
Young rich bitch I feel like I got something to prove (for real)
Slap the shit out me a nigga if he acting like a fool (the fuck?)
And bitches tried to ho me back when I was up in school (uh)
But I was beating hoes up and knocking bitches out they shoes (ah-ha)
These is facts, any bitch can vouch for me
I can't break no bread if you wasn't sleeping on that couch with me (at all)
Put him on TV, my niggas giving out that clout for free
And I'm not for the games, so bitch you better watch yo' mouth with me
Ay, 'cause it get ugly (it get ugly)
But I'm a sweetheart you can't tell
You wouldn't know what all I been through
'Cause I make this shit look well (for real)
I can't send you no money so don't call me from no cell (uh-uh)
'Cause I ain't holding no nigga down, so bitch you bet not go to jail
Nigga, I mean that
Watched a couple hoes switch up on me, I hate I seen that (ew)
We got dirty money so you know we had to clean that
Can't fuck with niggas that got hoes, I won't get in between that (uh-uh)
We toss niggas around we treat these niggas like they bean bags (bitch)
Niggas think they playa 'til they meet a real P bitch
And I taste like sugar but ain't a damn thing sweet bitch (the fuck?)
I will never let another nigga try me like no weak bitch
I'm pretty but I'll take a nigga life and that's the tea bitch (for real)
I'm pimping on on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals
I'm pimping on on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals
Bitch I'm fine
Slim waist, pretty face, he know I'm a dime
Can't lay up with no nigga 'cause I do not have the time (at all)
And I can't claim a nigga, 'cause none of these niggas mine (ew)
Don't ask me bout my ex let's just pretend that nigga died
Ain't no pressure 'bout no nigga, tell his ass to fall in line (for real)
And if he can't get right I'm just gon' take it as a sign
'Cause For this next line you gotta look me in my eyes
If you think I'ma sweat you, you out your motherfucking mind (dummy)
Is you stupid or is you dumb? Pick a side (stupid)
I feel like FBG Duck I'm tryna slide (tryna slide)
When I creep around that corner, bitch, you better run and hide (for real)
And we ain't taking shit to heart, we just gon' take it right outside (oh yeah)
And if we take one of your people, better take that shit in stride (for real)
Bitch you said you was a killer but it's looking like you lied (loser)
Bitches know I lead the pack, I'm feeling like a tour guide (uh-uh)
If I catch a chicken lacking, bitch, your ass as good as fried (ahh)
Vvs' hitting, got this shit from number 9 (uh-huh)
Swerving, switches lines, I almost broke my fucking spine (ouch)
Remember being broke, I swear them jobs was hard to find
But now look at me shining I thank God 'cause it's my time, so I'm (uh-huh)
I'm pimping on on a daily basis (for real)
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals
Pimping on on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals
Written by:
Demerion Pratt, Dennis D, Leondra Gay
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