C-RIS - Hell Yeah, Long Live King Darius

Ayy
I done seen my niggas move that Cocaína
And we done did some niggas dirty
Send em' to the cleaners
Wait
Pussy nigga
Claiming that we beefin'
I let his bitch
Chew on my dick
Like that Lil' bitch was teethin'
Ayy

What's going on this evening
Smoke dope fuck yo reason
Like somebody gone get hurt
If somebody bitch don't swallow Semen
I get on my knees
And pray to the lord
Like keep me away from these Demons
My grandma said fuck the pledge
Where the fuck is the allegiance
Hold up whatcha talking about
Well I don't really wanna hear it
Put my dick in her mouth
I don't really give a fuck about
Yo motherfucking problems
All I really wanna do is
Get a nut then get out hold on
Lil nigga whatcha talking about
These fuck niggas do it all for the Clout
But I ain't gotta front
For you undercover Motherfuckers
Where were you
When they pulled the guns out
Where were you
When they tried to jump on a Nigga
Say where were you
When we had to jump on a nigga
You never did nothing for me
Don't ever call me yo nigga
I ride for all of my niggas
So I can ball with my niggas
You gotta problem with niggas
Then come and solve it my nigga
What's all that stalling my nigga
You steady calling yo niggas
Well tell em' pull up
My niggas with the shit
Like they all wearing pull-ups
That's why you niggas put up
Hell yeah

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Me and my niggas get it
Crackin' nigga
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
If she throw that pussy
You gone catch it nigga
Hell yeah

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Me and my niggas get it
Crackin' nigga
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Nigga Hell yeah
If she throw that pussy
Ima catch it nigga
Hell yeah

Fuck all of that talking
You wasting yo breathe
How you a finesser'
If you get fineesed
If she suck my dick and I finish
She sucking my niggas
Lil bitch
We ain't wasting no Neck
All these rap niggas
Counting a check
For telling y'all
That they do this and that
It's really a shame

Fuck it
Get some brain
And play Picasso
While I'm painting her chest
I remember way back in the days
Before the dreads
I was rocking the braids
If you would've knew me
Back then
And look at me now
I swear you'd be fucking amazed
All the bitches
Used to call me a lame
Niggas kicked
And tried to spit in my face
Until I started
Beating niggas back to back
And now my shorty
Think I got too much rage
But if we keeping it true
I'm leaving niggas
And the beaver
Who you leaving it to
My brother Darius
Just got shot in the head
In my head
I'm thinking that shit gone
Happen to you
I mean
Him and his mama
Used to get into it too
Like you
She kick em' out
And he do what he gotta do
Like you
Man I don't lost so many niggas
In my lifetime
Try to take mines
And my niggas fuck around
And take
Two, of yo niggas out
No, I ain't talking bout
Eating out
Talking bout

Adding to the body count
Fuck tryna talk it out
Dj Unc, Walk it out
Kill the pussy one time
Turn her to a stalker now
Sliding on niggas, beating niggas
Ain't nothing now
You was talking all that shit
But you fronting' now
Oh you outside
Stay there
Cause we coming out
Am I really bout'
What I'm talking bout
Hell yeah

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Me and my niggas
Get it crackin' nigga
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
If she throw that pussy
You gone catch it nigga
Hell yeah

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Me and my niggas get it
Crackin' nigga
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Nigga Hell yeah
If she throw that pussy
Ima catch it nigga
Hell yeah

Written by:
Christian Houston

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