CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Like That
Ayy CJ!
This sh*t hard as f**k
And you know where I'm at, and y'all know where I'll be
Where we at though?
In this b*t*h with Wes, yeah
A-S-S, you n***as can't rap
I be talkin' my sh*t cause' I know I'm like that
If the strap in the whip, then it's cool, I gotta knife
F**k your b*t*h in the bed, that you callin' your wife
And she left yo' a** cause' you couldn't do right
But you can't have her back cause' the pu**y aight'
And you just gettin' head, but I got it first night
And my d**k K.O., cause' I gave her night night
Like ouu, ouu, n***a I'm crazy
Diploma after school, I ain't get it, I'm lazy
Them n***as, they still call me
They be like Jaah, just dropped a 60
F**k that, I don't need it
Make loafs, y'all keep it
Boy, I go stupid, I might just lose it
Live next to the cops, but a n***a still trappin'
No, I'm not cappin', but my brothers brackin'
But I cannot bang, cause' my cousins crippin'
You hoes be laces, cause' y'all stay trippin'
I don't even know what the f**k I be doin'
Pulled up to the crib
They be chillin' and sh*t
Hear a n***a on the phone
Askin' if you comin' to my birthday and sh*t
She like, "yeah", and I'm like, "wait"
Go ahead and tell that lil' b*t*h a** n***a he finna be late
STG, a lot of sh*t happen
But I ain't no b*t*h, lemme' stop all the talkin'
Hit from the back, on god that sh*t was movin'
A n***a so gone, I ain't know what I was doin'
But sh*t, lemme' stop, reload, we gon' pop
Them crackers, they can't catch me
I run a 4.5, yeah, I call it track speed
SLT from CLT, we so high, can't f**kin see
Don't give a f**k what a n***a talkin' bout'
See what I'm smokin' on, this the best in the south
Huh, yeah, best in the south
N***a, this the best in the south
I'm saying anything, I'm off the Percocet
This sh*t hard as f**k
And you know where I'm at, and y'all know where I'll be
Where we at though?
In this b*t*h with Wes, yeah
A-S-S, you n***as can't rap
I be talkin' my sh*t cause' I know I'm like that
If the strap in the whip, then it's cool, I gotta knife
F**k your b*t*h in the bed, that you callin' your wife
And she left yo' a** cause' you couldn't do right
But you can't have her back cause' the pu**y aight'
And you just gettin' head, but I got it first night
And my d**k K.O., cause' I gave her night night
Like ouu, ouu, n***a I'm crazy
Diploma after school, I ain't get it, I'm lazy
Them n***as, they still call me
They be like Jaah, just dropped a 60
F**k that, I don't need it
Make loafs, y'all keep it
Boy, I go stupid, I might just lose it
Live next to the cops, but a n***a still trappin'
No, I'm not cappin', but my brothers brackin'
But I cannot bang, cause' my cousins crippin'
You hoes be laces, cause' y'all stay trippin'
I don't even know what the f**k I be doin'
Pulled up to the crib
They be chillin' and sh*t
Hear a n***a on the phone
Askin' if you comin' to my birthday and sh*t
She like, "yeah", and I'm like, "wait"
Go ahead and tell that lil' b*t*h a** n***a he finna be late
STG, a lot of sh*t happen
But I ain't no b*t*h, lemme' stop all the talkin'
Hit from the back, on god that sh*t was movin'
A n***a so gone, I ain't know what I was doin'
But sh*t, lemme' stop, reload, we gon' pop
Them crackers, they can't catch me
I run a 4.5, yeah, I call it track speed
SLT from CLT, we so high, can't f**kin see
Don't give a f**k what a n***a talkin' bout'
See what I'm smokin' on, this the best in the south
Huh, yeah, best in the south
N***a, this the best in the south
I'm saying anything, I'm off the Percocet
