Spy lyrics

by

SSG Splurge


Aye lemme hear that hoe Jeff

[Intro]
Yea
Damn I left my cup in there like a b*tch
Tell them n*ggas how you gone talk
Make em bring out the chalk
Tell them n*ggas how you gone talk
I used to walk
Yea
Tell them n*ggas how you gone talk
Yea, yea, yea

[Verse]
Tell them n*ggas how you gone talk
Make em bring out the chalk
If you cross you get put on a cross
I'm that young n*gga that broke in your house
He bet not let the wrong thing come out his mouth
I know n*ggas on the east, runnin' dope through the south
At the spot, we got sticks all under the couch
I just took a bad b*tch, nutted all on her blouse
And i'm tired of these f*ck n*ggas stealing this sound
Talking down? Okay, lets spin em around
I just spilt' the Wok, n*ggas might lick it off the ground
Can't come do a show, we gone kick you out of town
He ran off with a boat, now he missin, ain't found
These n*ggas know that i'm It like the clown
I just got head from yo hoe in the lounge
And I stay with some bread, i'm something like Spam
In the streets everyday, we ain't trippin' off feds
I ain't supposed to be alive, and i'm spinnin' all days
Man the coupe all blue, and the inside red
I be having so much ice, think the whip is a sled
I ain't do sh*t to em, he was found in a shed
And we used to ride bikes, hittin' sh*t off the pegs
And that n*gga gotta die for that sh*t that he said
Might die, cause my body fulla dem meds
I'll turn a hotel to the Boom Boom Room
NASCAR so fast it go zoom, zoom, zoom
Got n*ggas in the feds tryna come home soon
And I swear you should'a seen how we did ol' dude
(Bridge)
Do not snitch on us
You're makin sh*t worse, you finna get hurt
You know we got sticks on us
Pull up and merk, leave sh*t in the dirt
Know you a b*tch to us
You n*ggas broke as a b*tch, you need to get fixed up
His soul in the sky, his body in a hearse
His sh*t got beamed up

(Verse 2)
Been outside all day and its hot
n*ggas ready to shoot, ain't no safety on Glock's
And i'm with a bad b*tch, she been sucking me dry
Had too cook me a n*gga, needed something to fry
If I tell you what I been through, you would f*ck around and cry
Been knew I was gonna blow up, I ain't even gonna lie
And we up on the score, what the f*ck is a tie?
n*gga play, put yo ass on the wall like a fly
And the beat by Jeff, when he cook it its fye
I just f*cked that lil hoe, sent her ass to the spa
Have them young n*ggas trailing yo ass like a spy
Wanna be in the gang, gotta bring me an eye
I got VVS diamonds. Ain't nothing, that's soft
I can't see all my opp's unless I look in the sky
Gotta brick wrapped up in the oven like a pie
We ain't letting sh*t slide. If you play, gotta die
(Outro)
Yea
Lets go
Aye

Aye lemme hear that hoe Jeff
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