Bhris Ru - Free Problem

Thank you Chef Chan
Yea man Udigg
Whole lotta gang shit nigga
All this shit off the top nigga
Fasho dat
When you see me you see guns nigga
When you see me you see guns
When you see me you see funds
Aye
Got that stick you better run
We want all the smoke
We want all the beef
Leave a nigga in the streets
Put his face on a white tee
She want to kick it with me Bruce Lee
I'm in the trap make Ten in a week
You in the trap make zero
Me and my niggas we digging your grave like zero
I'm the neighborhood hero
That bitch the neighborhood deep throat
I got a stick with a knife get poked
Put a brick on your head
That Murder She Wrote
Put a brick on your Head
You're done Done
Me and my niggas we Purging
Nigga we shooting for Fun
I'm in his bushes I'm lurking shhh
Someone gone die if I let off this gun
These nigga running Forest Gump
Better get back got this stick in the trunk
Better get back rrrttt
Walk in the house at 5am
I cant think my head on swim
My diamonds water shits on swim
I'm pushing weight but I aint in a gym
Shout out Bari Vlone on my skin
When you see me you see guns
When you see me you see funds
Aye
Got that stick you better run
We want all the smoke
We want all the beef
Leave a nigga in the streets
Put his face on a white tee
She want to kick it with me Bruce Lee
I'm in the trap make Ten in a week
You in the trap make zero
Me and my niggas we digging your grave like zero
I'm the neighborhood hero
That bitch the neighborhood deep throat
I got a stick with a knife get poked
Put a brick on your head
That Murder She Wrote
Nigga you know what the fuck popping nigga
Put a brick on your head that's murder she wrote
Free Problem Nigga
He said Bhris why you aint drop I was getting to guap
Whole lotta Baby Goat Shit

Written by:
Christopher jean-pierre

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