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Fuck Around (buck)

Disrespecting me, bitch the boss man I'm having that

Riding in that Masseratti and that shit is jet black

Fuck you niggas talking about that i've been getting cash hoe

Hell my hitman coming and shoot you in the asshole

Pause no, homo

Bitch I'm with that mob shit

Fuck around, they cut your head off

Hang it by your dick

Never gave a fuck, bitch I'm filthy rich

And I'm connected with fifty bricks

Throwing fifty clips to put your ass up in a ditch

Real shit, nigga

Fuck you talking about?

Please don't get up on my shit list

Wiping out, every nigga on my hitlist

Soulja boy tell em, bitch I'm flexing no fitness

Fuck what you heard

Man my niggas been told that big shit

Master plan, yes I'm talking immaculate plans

I'm talking on racks and bands

Fuck these niggas talking about can't understand

Understand, that we taking over twenty twelve bro

Fucking niggas talking about

Give city hell bro

Run through my city and I'm feeling like a lix

Man my niggas getting money

And we never gave a shit

And, I didn't tell you this

And I represent that shit

Man PB ill flute

Pretty Boy gang when I flew

Man you already know

It's them west side hitters

Came in the club

Man I'm looking like a ticket

Young Dre, A.K.A.

Get that cash off em

Soulja tell them no problem goddamn that nigga offed him

Off tell, off tell my bitch got them bags on

Never gave a fuck bitch I'm about to bring them bags on

Lil Dre, A.K.A.

Got the trap going crazy

Tatted on my whole throat

Bitches wanna be my lady

Damn, I'm retro

Goddamn these vendors

Yah Young Jesus, and I ain't even finished

Soulja boy tell em, I keep killing these rapp niggas

Fifty thirteen

I'm still up in the trap nigga

Where am at post it

Count it like a nigga

Young nigga getting money

Worth about a brick

Young nigga came in

Gold on my fist

Gold on my dick

Bitch I'm that nigga

Number one contender

Came in swag

And you see it in the middle

Young Soulja tell him

Goddamn that nigga gimmick

Lil Dre for for real doe

One hundred million

Put that on the ten fold

Put it in, racked up

And they hit my phone

And I hit one word and we 'bout to ride

Ten shots, imma let it slide

Got the same guns, that came from Best aah

And I'm still in the building

Racked up Shawty take your yellow ball is river

Never gave a fuck

Bitch I'm all about the dinero

Pesos, cashed up with the real doe

Niggas on that fuck shit

Bitch I'm feeling so damn swagged up

Standing on the TV screen

And ain't got no bread bro

And ain't got no mass bro

Ribbed in this fuck nigga

Soulja Boy tell em I'm a bust quicker

Fuck around their buck

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