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F-it-less

Fuck That

(Bones)



Yo, yo you can let the magnum bust or puff bags of dust

If you mad at us, watch that ass get crushed

Now ya screamin' why did the blood have to rush

It's a bunch of thugs after us, slugs blastin' us

Y'all rollers done mashed her up

The nigga with the live weapons

Who got shorty runnin' and comin' in five seconds

Givin' back shots patch box, fat knots

I rap hot, like black glocks

Disrespect this and get disconnected

Then sprayed like disinfectant

The shit I spit keep my lip infected

I practice safe sex so my dick's protected

And hold the gat wild, puffin' fat L's

Bonin' a chick listening to Maxwell

On a Maxell, my man called me on a black cell

He told me he got bagged for a crack sell

How ya feelin' son, not that well

Bustin' techs and shit

And no matter what sex you is

Behind ya back niggas'll sex ya bitch

Make you wonder where the exit is

Fuck That, cuttin' no slack

I'm bustin' fat nuts on ya back



[Hook x2]

Yo, what it look like

You got crack what it cook like

You gotta track, what's the hook like

F is off the hook, right

We stole cars while you took bikes

And on a good night, I get ya whole hood sniped



[Verse 2]

Hey yo, what it look like

You got crack what it cook like

You gotta track, what's the hook like

F is off the hook, right

We stole cars while you took bikes

And on a good night, I get ya whole hood sniped

You's a half thug, beatin' ya dick in the bathtub

I get mad love, do a crime won't get bagged up

Roll in the set, put a hole in ya chest, open ya chest,

Flowin the best, no one contest, I'm blowin' ya vest

Until I die, I'll be high off drugs

Money bought me everything but couldn't buy me love

My niggas blast and shoot cha' from here to Massachusetts

The cash be ruthless, that's why ya ass is toothless

You ain't half as ill as the admiral

You a crab for real, nigga grab ya shield

Rappers wanna kill me and blast me cause my rhymes are filthy

While other niggas are silky and sassy

Upset ya squad, I'll never wet chu' God

Y'all niggas ain't worth a dollar fifty on a Metro card

FUCK THAT!, I bust gats, sit on the side like hubcaps

Never leave home with out the rough raps

Paper, I got to touch that, you want bitches, I want track



[Hook x2]



[Verse 3]

Yo, I know this ho that'll set chu' up and take ya tech

Then niggas that make you peck to break ya neck

Her mind was the dirtiest

Ever since her pops died on the 30th

She was livin' the life of unworthiness

Her name was Karen, she drove a black LeBaron

And by the way, she used to sell packs of crack for Aaron

Tyron, do anything to be in a live zone

Smoke five bones then rob the jewelry store for nine stones

Attack ya town, packin' pounds, smackin' clowns

Back em' down like Jackie Brown

You never had skill, I'm mad ill like an overdose of Advil

Killer at will



[Hook x2]



Fuck That, true criminal

F-F gonna hold this down

Fuck That, true criminal

F-F gonna hold this down

Fuck That, true crimina

F-F gonna hold this down

Fuck That, true criminal

F-F gonna hold this down

Fuck That, true criminal

F-F gonna hold this down

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