Friday nigga Whats the word You got
something for me I'ma see you in 2
seconds Right, yo pull my Rover on the
side Right there police coming man Heard
me
Verse 1:
Yo up in the game on 4
in the morning And it's storming and we
blitzed Just rocked another wig yeah we on
it God had blood on his sweat pants The way
the tech dance On a nigga face Son ain't
have a chance Seen him high pitch yellow
nigga >From outta town a young mellow
ally Trying to run through Hell and song
called the dogs to get on him When we caught
him the only famous nigga Was a lord in his
forum Bum nigga fresh outta jail I used to
play baseball wid him 'Til he got large son
bought a whale As you're by the
entrance Guess it's real nigga night out He
moving on his own negligence Yo Lexxy strap up
meet you in the back In the Acura spectacular
big key stackeler Seen a nigga gymed down
fresh haircut Trying to swim now Aqua green
Avias on brim style wild We walked by eyeing
'im Shorty ain't looked He trying to get
fly My niggas ain't dived on him Kase had
the mack in the vest The way he moving might
be dressed He made two rights nigga move
left Standing by the incinerator Thank God
he your generator I can tell bought his lady
swade gators Yo now it's time to move Spit
nozzles on the tools Might just bust him quiet
style rules He walked out the crib yup
drinked We at the elevator base Staring at
the nigga chains shake We looked at him seen
all crooked The we flashed on him He knew
we was live My man Boo stashed on
him Pulled out take of the wool Nigga cool
out Walk you out the bulding Betta run
nigga move out This nigga liver than
fuck Larger than fuck betta kill me All
y'all niggas is butt What spray it up Took
the chains in case Shot him at point blank
range He started screaming like a cave
man Blood got a salty taste I can tell
furniture fell out his place Laced now it's a
case Threw up vomit on my Kobe Snatched all
his ice now Chrome teeth boating of a loan
key Didn't know the kid was large Hour
later call from jail Mexicans surrounding the
Gods Chill you bigga than the ocean Slow
motion play it off no emotion But my man in
there grossing What to do they might kill
him We might kill you circulate
death That's how the real do We sat there 3
live macks of the year Crack beers one nigga in
the back Washing off his trackers Don't take
it serious Vivid flow luxurious I'm hearing
this'll Make a real nigga curious Friday my
day chill pop Leave 'em on the highway Betty
won't never fly my way
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