King Kony lyrics

by

Slimmy B


[Verse 1]
Aye
Free Jodye out the cage, they want us to trade
You only kissin on a b*tch, I'm assuming you gay (ay)
Got a hooker beggin to stay
You can see me in yo hood giving tapers and fades (ay)
n*gga gave up his life, there a story
I play too much, I probably torture her and record it
She bore me
Catch me in her house like Corey
I'm tryna send a hooker on the road, no glory
I got a couple n*ggas doin bad, they'll shoot his ass
Just to get a picture and be glad
Who are you to tag?
Ice cubes glide on my neck, wit cho stupid ass
Decorate a n*gga all good, like a Louie bag

[Chorus]
Aye, everything Gucci, that mean its good
Ion take it to the booth, b*tch I'm in his hood
I got a white b*tch, all she do is joog
When she trap with her friends I call em peckerwoods, ugh
b*tches love me, I think it's my belt, ugh
Ain't gutter over here, everything good
b*tch I'm only 5'6, but I'm suge
Take a chain off this neck, b*tch I wish a n*gga would
He hyphy, hyphy, if he think he finna fight me
I might be Spike Lee and just shoot with his wifey
High speed, I'm bout'a check like I'm Nike
She send a paragraph, I just leave her on typing

Fight me, fight me, I'm close range but I'll snipe em
Might get up on a n*gga, face shot like a ID
Bite me, bite me, I'm a mac, you need guidance
b*tch I'm the king, I'm a tyrant

[Verse 2]
Free Von and Squeeze, [they in the branch blowing trees]
Ask me what I bang, ion think you from the P
I'm only 1 gang, but the S from the G
But I'm lying cause I'm 6'1 beef, f*ck 2-3
Free the jumpman, watch him jump when I hit him up
On the wrong side of the fence, get ya n*gga plucked
And for every bullet hole, I want a hunnid bucks
Hit the wrong man, I don't plan on giving up
Aye, free Kony out the cage
Shoot em when he's sober, smoked a n*gga twice his age
I'm stayin here, f*ck a n*gga need a trade
You can see me in yo hood, giving fades, I line some
K-squeeze, got the juice he'll find some
n*ggas seein gold, they like where he get blind from
He ain't never caught a shot, let em try one
Even with a graze, Ima count it as a light one
[Chorus]
Aye, everything Gucci, that mean its good
Ion take it to the booth, I'm in his hood
I got a white b*tch, all she do is joog
When she trap with her friends I call em peckerwoods, ugh
b*tches love me, I think it's my belt, ugh
Ain't gutter over here, everything good
b*tch I'm only 5'6, but I'm suge
Took a chain off this neck, b*tch I wish a n*gga would

He hypy, hypy, if he think he finna fight me
I might be Spike Lee and just shoot with his wifey
High speed, I'm bout' a check like I'm Nike
She send a paragraph, I just leave her on typing

Fight me, fight me, I'm close range but I'll snipe em
Might get up on a n*gga, face shot like a ID
Bite me, bite me, I'm a mac, you need guidance
b*tch I'm the king, I'm a tyrant

[Outro: ShooterGang Kony & Jojo]
Alright, go ahead

b*tch, I'm the greatest
Tops down, switch lanes
Free DeuceBlock muhf*ckin Jodye
SS1G with muhf*ckin Kony
[?] Gangland, n*gga, stupid
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