Made Men
CHINO PICASSO81 Plays
•2 months ago
Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message Life is a bitch, but when i write shit, life is my b**ch This world is simply strange damon's knocking i will not be tamed They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret If you say my scripts are shit, b**ch you dont know your shit I'll just be talking shit about my own shit Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that I'm knocking you fa**ots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate! Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait Bitch you should see my wallet Yeah b**ch, yeah b**ch, finna shit, Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich Quick to burn yo b**ch ass Lights will flash, cars will crash And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket You think your crews hard? you ain't ready for this shit Put the shit right down and let this record be a lesson to ya But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra Toy soldiers playin' chess games, got us in check mate, Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit" I'mma catch you next time around You might want to put the mic down And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud If you don't know what shit i'm speaking check it out Double Platt not to mention we got that Watch this downshift like watch this down shit But money never lasts, in fact it's only last And get a hall pass for this class-act shit Theres a hole in my pocket You fall low on cargo until you come to a stop Get a piece of pu**y then take my ni**as to shop Pouring liquor for my ni**as that was killed, send em back Prepare for a heart attack when i crack you rappers with my rap pack/ Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick Kush is packed up bic in my pocket. im so high, oh so high, im a fly guy. Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die I got a laptop in my back pocket Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit I got a laptop in my back pocket
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Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message Life is a bitch, but when i write shit, life is my b**ch This world is simply strange damon's knocking i will not be tamed They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret If you say my scripts are shit, b**ch you dont know your shit I'll just be talking shit about my own shit Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that I'm knocking you fa**ots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate! Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait Bitch you should see my wallet Yeah b**ch, yeah b**ch, finna shit, Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich Quick to burn yo b**ch ass Lights will flash, cars will crash And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket You think your crews hard? you ain't ready for this shit Put the shit right down and let this record be a lesson to ya But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra Toy soldiers playin' chess games, got us in check mate, Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit" I'mma catch you next time around You might want to put the mic down And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud If you don't know what shit i'm speaking check it out Double Platt not to mention we got that Watch this downshift like watch this down shit But money never lasts, in fact it's only last And get a hall pass for this class-act shit Theres a hole in my pocket You fall low on cargo until you come to a stop Get a piece of pu**y then take my ni**as to shop Pouring liquor for my ni**as that was killed, send em back Prepare for a heart attack when i crack you rappers with my rap pack/ Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick Kush is packed up bic in my pocket. im so high, oh so high, im a fly guy. Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die I got a laptop in my back pocket Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit I got a laptop in my back pocket
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