BLast gottem lyrics

I dont give a f*ck, about a n*gga (I don't give no f*cks)
You wanna get up, okay go figure
This street sh*t tough, we pull them triggers
These n*ggas mad as f*ck, 'cause I rap better
Lil' hoe ass boy you don't wanna go truh
I get money like trump (trump)
Slam dunk on a chump (chump)
Got no money you's a b*tch dude
What bands do you run
I'm still laughing at this sh*t, this sh*t fun, this sh*t done, on my gun
Oh my god yous a lame you's a fraud
Grown man acting like a motherf*ckin thot b*tch
Underworld, Jugg2k, very large groupies (Underworld records, strictly— jugg2k sh*t)
When i come through, cus we f*cked up off the three C’s
Perky’s, hydro’s, you know and i know
You ain't got no spine no, [?]
You pussies vinyl, you n*ggas vaginal
You are not a rival, the percs on my bible
I turn homicidal
Ay
We gon trample on that lamе, like sum motherf*ckin rhinos
Tay-k is bridal, taking yo title
I am your idlе, I ride with my tribe yo
3500
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