Hip Hopper

Few years back
Yeah, I got stabbed
By a lil dumb bitch, her name Corey
Y’all know me, I like to play with them choppers
But Kobe just bought them a 40
They said I’m a bitch
They say I won’t do shit, man, them nigga telling a story
I’m trying to get rich
Fuck all that trying to diss
Cause them niggas not that important
Long as I’m here
All of my niggas that locked, they never miss a meal, meal, meal
I lost Scrap five minutes before I pulled up
You don’t known how I feel, bitch
Hey
Draco
Sticking in
I swear you don’t want to get hit with it
They talking sour like business
This shit like I’m talk like to split lemons
I fuck with trappers
I don’t like rappers
Cause most of these niggas be so damn gay
Don’t want to get weight, get the fuck out my way
When I come through, these niggas behave
Hey
March through your mother fucking block
100 deep like a damn parade
Ay, shit in my hand so loaded
Lets play a game of charades
You better watch how you stare
Got bullets inside of this pickle like pears
That’s your little bitch, I don’t care
Fuck her from the back while I’m pulling here hair
You homie got killed
You pussy nigga came over giving out lean shots
My homie got killed
We coming through your hood giving out head shots
First ever hear a nigga try to put Scrap in a diss
Damn near made me flip, bitch
I got the biggest gun in the crib
Damn near fresh on my hip
I break this shit on my hip
Fuck around fresh your lip
You keep on with the dumb shit
You gonna fuck around and get yourself killed
You wanna play, you should have had some children
Real nigga, bitch, that’s how I was build
I remember days under them buildings
You just talk about what I do for real
All the people want to know know about Brick
Bitch, he never missed a damn meal
We was going him for that 75
But Broski told us to chill