No Chorus Pt. 12 (feat. Tay Keith)
کاور آهنگ No Chorus Pt. 12 (feat. Tay Keith) از BlocBoy JB, Tay Keith

No Chorus Pt. 12 (feat. Tay Keith)

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Them niggas get the fuck down

Right mothafuckin' now

Told 'em to get the fuck down

Right mothafuckin' now

Pull up in a car that's 'bout my size

I get the ass like a car ride

She taller than me and got nice thighs

I bend her over to my side (yo)

My drug dealer said that the price rised

Now it's no more Mr. nice guy (yo)

I set that boy up about four times

I hit the man with the clothes line (yeah)

Fuck 12 all my niggas just duck 12

12 guage make a nigga taste buck shells

Three times four niggas that's twelve

I can't trust these niggas they singin' like maxwell

Back in the days I had me a nextell

Fuck on your bitch in a neck well

When you get the green without a yard sale

They sayin' you move weight like a barbell (that's deep)

Smokin' on gas OG

Three for the 10 buyin' ass nigga you too cheap

They say they didn't want me in memphis in may

Well I'm in this bitch I got drake in the jeep

No cap I got drake in the jeep

He like to ride under my seat

I got a bitch named keiana, she work at le bouhner

She go get my money for me

I heard the opps talkin' everyday

But it feel like these niggas runnin' from me

Yesterday I spent 'bout 200k

Nigga like it was nothing to me

I count that money to sleep (yeah)

Let's load up them glocks and have fun for a week

That bitch got ass, it's petite

I don't know, I'm a crip, so you know I'm a c

Pull up in a car that's 'bout my size

I get the ass like a car ride

She taller than me and got nice thighs

I bend her over to my side

My drug dealer said that the price rised

Now it's no more Mr. nice guy

I set that boy up about four times

I hit the man with the clothes line

All this fooey as Louis Burberry and Gucci

Lil' nigga your clothes lyin'

I hit your bitch from the back

And I smack on her booty

Now that means your hoe mine

He got a fresh fade from Matt bands

Put a hole in head he got no line

He got a scholarship from St. France

Add another one now he got no mind

Don't shake hands with the opps, bitch we ain't with the partnerships

Nine to his head Igoudala shit

I'm on a yacht with a nigga named Andre

You could say this Igoudala ship

I need a bitch that look some like Beyonce

But she gotta have Rihanna hips

I'm 'bout that action no verb, I say just one word

And you'll see 100 crips

I'm a blue Benjamin and you a Jefferson

I got so many bitches, can run a marathon

Quit all that Instagram cappin' you don't really carry guns

And that lil' hoe that you lovin'

That's the bitch we sharin' on (nigga)

Late night creep, I been searching for 'em for a week

I found his ID, I'ma kill that nigga where he sleep

This a IG, bitch I be thuggin' hard in the streets

I saw a young nigga lose his heart in the streets

The nigga shot your nigga in the car that was me

That was me, that was me

Search for 'bout 5 days

Shoot with two hands not sideways

You on that gunplay

Doo-doo-doo-doin' what that gun say

Leave a man dead in his driveway

Mean muggin' the shit this that I play

Hop on him first that's what I say

Can't let today be my die day

Hop of that porch with a glock like it's Friday

Nah I ain't Craig

I'm walking 'round this bitch like I'm debo

I'ma put the gun to his head, make him get low

They gas a nigga up at the citgo

A nigga got the ups

'Cause the truck that we got is a rental

30 on me hangin' out long like a limo

Fuck your baby daddy and his weak ass demo

Call up the plug and tell him to send more

(I need that shit now nigga)

Crips on the left side (lots)

Bloods on the right side

These niggas hoes they play in the middle

But we know them bitches ain't gon' ride

I got a bitch, she straight out the west

But I'm 'bout to show her the eastside

Gang unit constantly asking these questions

But I cannot show y'all my C side (no talkin')

I plead the fifth but I'm three quiet (yup)

Fuck wrong with these guys

I keep the strap in my car when I go to court

Police see me, I throw peace signs

A lot of opps niggas sayin' they gon' get rich

Well lil' bitch just keep tryin'

Why the opps niggas be up on bitch shit

I don't know why them bitches keep dying

On crip

Them niggas get the fuck down

Right mothafuckin' now

Told 'em to get the fuck down

Right mothafuckin' now