LUD FOE - I Hang

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Aye, gang, gang, gang
Out west 290 shit, bitch, you know how I’m rockin', nigga
Aye, turn up some more, turn it all the way up
DY Krazy
Real street nigga, straight gang shit
Aye, No Hooks Part 2, bitch, out west shit
Gang, aye
I hang with drug dealers, I run with young killers
Hopped out, grabbed my gun, then I broke down me a Swisher
Run off with that work, he done fucked with the wrong nigga
He gon' get kidnapped, he gon' get gift wrapped
If she gets lots of me, you won’t get your bitch back
I wear designer shit, but it’s always mix-matched
I’ll probably get fired later if I took a piss test
When these bullets penetrate, they burnin' through your flesh
I’m a Young Street Nigga, I hang with oldhead killers
They’ll slice your face, Buck 50 giver
I’ma Hennessy drinker, fuck up my liver
A question for these rappers, why y’all so bitter?
I’m a shark in the water, get out my river
I’m a fuckin' extorter, I’ll rob those niggas
Might be fuckin' your daughter, probably fucked her sister
I’m a stone dick giver, so she want my swiller
Strawberry ice cream, bucket seats vanilla
Saks Fifth shoppin' hard, I don’t shop at Villa
Vince Carter, I’m dunkin' hard, I shit on niggas
She got my dick on hard, the way her ass jiggle
Got two bitches with me, feeling like Malcom in the Middle
You sneak dissin' to these hoes, you using the pillow
Gave her a X pill, she thought it was a skittle
I’m at your house with my tool like Bobby the Builder
Big MACs, big straps, big impacts
The weed so strong, I’m smoking on you, get contact
I heard you got your chain snatched, go get your shit back
I’m a boss, you a worker, come and get you a pat
I bought that bitch a pair of titties 'cause her ass so fat
You wanna book me, send a deposit, I need half on that
If you ain’t talkin' about no guala, then I’ll pass on that
My flow contagious, drop a beat, I’ll leave a rash on that
I got panorama for the roof, I put some glass on that
And when I rap, I speak the truth, I’m always bringin' facts
You got a tender head, bullet swing through naps
Can’t get no sleep in the trap, I just take cat naps
He must think we cool, he wants some dap
Marble floor living room, marble floors in the trap
40 Glocks up the broom, turn your ass to a shroom
All I hang with is goons, all these niggas some crunes
I got my trunk in the front, so my engine go zoom
You hit that bitch from the front, I hit that pussy with moves
This a power for two, knock you right out your shoes
You get this shit confused, fuck around make the news
Gang