Addresses lyrics

[Intro]
Ay
Ay Ay

[Hook]
Ayy everything ain't what it seem, ride dirty when I'm clean
Best check that disrespect unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that sh*t, who you talm 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better bring some extra magazine
All that flexin and that poppin you be doin' for them hoes
I would run up with that choppa give it to you and them hoes
I for sure stunt, keep that dough coming
Man them suckas talkin' tough but trust me, they ain't on nothin'
Go!

[Verse 1]
Aye listen to me brah, don't bring that bullsh*t to me brah
Ain't no back and forth my n*gga f*ck with me, I'm torchin' n*ggas
Don't go to war unless your money right, room full of money
Hundreds not a 1 in sight, right
Aye look I can't afford a gun fight, haaa
But I can afford one life
All of that sucka sh*t, you broke and now you so upset
All that sh*t you kick around the city, get you no respect
I know a rap beef what you want, that sh*t I peeped then
You such a gangsta, get some money out the street then
Been in in the game 11 years, if I was such a ho
n*gga, I'd have been exposed 10 years ago
Never been robbed, never got my chain took
Never even been hit in my face, you don't believe? Look!
If people lookin' at me back when I was trigger happy
There wasn't no shoutin' matches I just got to gettin' at it
[Hook]
Ayy everything ain't what it seem, ride dirty when I'm clean
Best check that disrespect unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that sh*t, who you talm 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better bring some extra magazine
All that flexin and that poppin you be doin' for them hoes
I would run up with that choppa give it to you and them hoes
I for sure stunt, keep that dough coming
Man them suckas talkin' tough but trust me, they ain't on nothin'
Go!

[Verse 2]
I swear to God, another day, another f*ck n*gga
That's why I just get that paper and be like, "f*ck n*ggas"
Sucka n*gga, you were tough but now you done some
I'm done talkin', bust your gun if wanna run some
Hate to turn yo TV on every week and see my family hustle
And everbody in yo street just see your family struggle
What happened bruh? Guess your connect just be like, "f*ck 'em, dog"
No money when I see you I see none at all
That cheque I'm chasin' after never mind them hater rapper
Make they situation sticky like a Now-and-Later wrapper
Been f*ckin' cities up, this sh*t ain't sh*t to us
Keep on, I show these folks on tape how you a sittin' duck

[Hook]
Ayy everything ain't what it seem, ride dirty when I'm clean
Best check that disrespect unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that sh*t, who you talm 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better bring some extra magazine
All that flexin and that poppin you be doin' for them hoes
I would run up with that choppa give it to you and them hoes
I for sure stunt, keep that dough coming
Man them suckas talkin' tough but trust me, they ain't on nothin'
Go!