Lud Foe - New lyrics

Man these n***as got me f**ed up Boy you better get yo bucks up You ain’t eating boy you f**ed up We dont carry nun-chucks, lay this man, make these b**hes lust us You say you with it but you uncut 30’s on the trap wheels big like a school bus Give my hitman 10 grand he’ll shoot sum Bag on yo head you get did by a broke n***a Go to war with anybody we ain’t scared of no n***a Homicides, we do drive-bys off the 4 wheelers Hit the block, double back, finna shoot some more n***as I dont like to talk about this sh** so I show n***as They dont look familiar, I dont even know n***as We run up in that n***a house, kick a door, get the door Snuck in the club with my snubnose .44 If you dont add no water to yo money plant it won’t grow f** his hoe, but if you ex his name bet I won’t know I just bought a new Glock with the laser And I keep that b**h on my hip like a pager New b**h with some big lips like Fantasia When we catch you lacking won’t be no-one there to save you Holes in ya like a donut, bullets glaze ya She ain’t never seen so much money I amazed her Black n***a, f**ing white hoes like a flavor Got so many acres, that I dont got no neighbors Balling so damn hard like I played for the Lakers You not on yo feet, pump fake for the fakers b**h im from Chiraq where its k**ers and rapers Line his a** up, leave a n***a with a taper Drinking hendo, tell [?] She can run for president I still won’t chase her I’m still in the trap at the table with my razor I can’t take no shorts and you can’t get no favor Ice around my neck, gold cubans cost 2 sum Run off with a n***a b**h then I have a 2 sum Kick a n***a door down come back, boom sum Trap still open catch a junkie wanna toot sum