LLMyGuyz, Pt.2 lyrics
by mixed matches
(Verse 1:)
Who he think he is?
I got some n*ggas that gone, b*tch, I got some n*ggas I miss
Double back on that block, in the trenches
Double back in that block with the Smith n'
Shoot at that lil n*gga, at the brain, It hurt
Shoot through the ear for not listening
I used to be broke, I used to cry and sh*t
Real Murda Worth sh*t, I'm in it to Win it n*gga
Shoot at his top bet it finish it, n*gga
K-K-K, Lynch 'em, n*gga
My n*ggas dead you won't be with 'em, n*gga
Broke ass opp you gon be with that n*gga
(Verse 1: Flow Switch*)
I'm balling out like, "Okay, See?"
My eyes low, but hey it's me
We shootin' sh*t down from A - Z
I'm in the foreign, and that b*tch taking 93
I'm smoking bud, this sh*t 93
She wanna f*ck, she say she fond of me
Broke my heart, b*tch, I'm f*cking fine off honestly
I got money, more than what his partner see
Put 'em on Fox he ain't got no more privacy
She eat the di*k up, (it's) a Top Kid Policy!
Going broke, that's an anomaly
Who he think he is?
Top Kid take care of his kids
Pull off with your b*tch, I got 'W Rizz'
Seen a n*gga dead in his face, same place as OGs raised him
I seen a n*gga dead in my face, the first place my OGs raised me
Seen a n*gga one day, next day: then you see his vigil up
There ain't a day where I'm praying for Cujo, n*ggas just wan' get rid of us
I miss my Twin Brother
City too hot, can't visit my momma no more
Dora Exploring, bullets found him then he vámonos
(Verse 2:)
If i love you then just know i miss you
If I got love for you, n*gga, then know I'm with you
If a b*tch have my kids, I won't forget you
I be crying on my knees like, "God Why..."
She wanna f*ck me 'cause of my steeze, I'm be like"Baby, try it"
If I am out on the road next to me, I'm right (<-?)
ELA and 'Lani, f*ck am I picking sides for?
Called him out, he got clapped out, now, what he die for?
Baby, you can't help but lie
Baby, you can't help but cry for us
Baby, I can't help but try
Tell me baby, can you try for us?