Bitoy Beatz - Black Hip$ter lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Inkredible King$] n***as on that bullsh** ain't that about a b**h? I ain't with the games hit him with the 45th Put the barrel to his lips bet he quit the gossip he like "Aw sh** you done lost it!!" "n***a please don't shoot!!" But ain't no telling what I do, off a pound of herb and a bottle of the goose Might bang your b**h stick the dick in her caboose bang bang that ho until her booty hole loose I'm gone, left cab-fare in her thong, better not be here b**h when I get home I'm off to the stu to write ill a** songs, I'm Kim Jong, I'm waiting to drop bombs I'm a mother f**ing ill a** n***a, illest from the Chi, they can't hear that n***a Ol b**h a** n***as, don't try to front on me ho cause I know you're f**ing flow ain't iller than me Mother f**er I be ridin' getting head from your b**h she tops me violent n***a getting mad cause his main b**h tosses salad, switch-blade leave a n***a with the cleft palate f** boy gon' get carved out, you the type of n***a that be getting drugged out Of the f**ing club ol b**h a** n***a ain't nobody showing you love b**h a** n***a I'd be back in that b**h with a mother f**ing clip, shooting at n***as while they're with your b**h 187 with the mother f**ing pole leave a n***a laid out put his a** in a hole 6 feet deep b**h your dick in the dirt, broke a** n***as y'all always stay hurt I'm ga**ed up I ain't never got to burp, I'm fresh to the T mother f**er check the shirt Big black mother f**er with the baddest b**h, clenched up fist with a gat in it Only p**y n***as ain't feelin' this, HC n***as stay k**in' it Ace White looks like Chance The Rapper but he's militant shoot a n***a in his melon b**h I got so many hoes I'm a ho b**h, I'm an a**hole talkin' hella sh** b**h got a problem? Better say it to my face, bet his a** 1 grand bro stay up in his place If his a** wants to play 6 shots to the waist, b**h n***a say something, your a** will catch a fade Ass catch a fade, any f**ing day click clack bang bang shoot his a** in broad day Mother f**er I be faded high toting them K's, like the ba** let the sh** go the sound of the beat Peace? n***a there will be no peace, Chi-raq n***as are something like Middle East Bomb mother f**ers like the damn Middle East make scenes obscene while a n***a with his peeps Pop-Pop mother f**ers all day, one of these days I'mma flip and go cray Mother f**er let it spray Valentine's Day k** a n***a with his Bae [Bridge] [Verse 2/Outro: Inkredible King$] You do something different watch them n***as start hating I just watch them talk while I sit and get faded n***as Trap-Rapper styles cliche and dated Have a white b**h give me head on the daily (b**h) Thats alternative (n***a) That's alternative sh** n***as don't know about new entertainment I ain't seen a n***a spitting like me lately