My seductive introduction, be specific still a loser, but exclusives what I give you when I kick it And I'm still lifted, niggaz can't get with Mr.Wicked Picture me flipping, my adversaries getting a dick swiftly Niggaz is swinging wild but they sounds miss me You can bring that bitch with your whole click And still get treated shitty, business never personal I'm up before the sun come up, I'm tired Just a ghetto star, a droptop double R is what I'm riding Nigga if you was half the man your bitch was Bring your artillery, when you come for me cause we sick thugs No hesitation when I pull and blast Cause Syke was busting Plus Bo had em ducking screaming get they cash so So now I got the law on me, my phones tapped So I had to send word through my lil' homies Tell them niggaz just begin when they pull the trigger Shit this is what you get for fucking with the wrong nigga
This is what you get when your fucking with the wrong nigga Haha yeah nigga, peep
Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray And thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day I wanna be a peaceful man, but still when niggaz come for me All I can see is getting em killed, for real its how I feel Perfect my thoughts flowing on these reals Make my enemies deal with my steel They caps peel, we still cool , but you played yourself Give em the mac and make em spray yourselves Heeey, Falling legends, clutching chrome 3 5 7 Putting two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in heaven While calling shots nobody real, its clear its me Ain't trying to help the fedz get a case for conspiracy Murder my foes, get disposed of, we all homies till the death So my true niggaz show me love God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure But why they fucking with the wrong nigga?
You know its like Why you fucking with the wrong nigga?
I was raised by thugs schooled by killers Learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers Tried to rise but they tried me I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace I die on these streets, blast till they recognize Still do or die all my niggaz getting high Watching time fly, best strategize on a way to profit Best organize how they ride so they can't stop it Then keep it popping, Alot of buster wanna see me fall I fucked your bitch and now this new shit gonna fade em all My niggaz ball, made a call for some backup The little homiez and my dawgs in a black truck Buck Buck was the sound, as thier gats burst No need for ambulance. baby bring the black hurse Shoulda never fucked around buster How you figure making moves on the wrong nigga
This what it sounds like, bing bing bing When you fucking with the wrong nigga Niggas getting hit when they fucking with the wrong nigga Fucking with the wrong nigga
Put these awesome lyrics on your blog, profile or website!
Link - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard:
COPY LINK
Embed - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard: Fucking with the wrong nigga
My seductive introduction, be specific still a loser, but exclusives what I give you when I kick it And I'm still lifted, niggaz can't get with Mr.Wicked Picture me flipping, my adversaries getting a dick swiftly Niggaz is swinging wild but they sounds miss me You can bring that bitch with your whole click And still get treated shitty, business never personal I'm up before the sun come up, I'm tired Just a ghetto star, a droptop double R is what I'm riding Nigga if you was half the man your bitch was Bring your artillery, when you come for me cause we sick thugs No hesitation when I pull and blast Cause Syke was busting Plus Bo had em ducking screaming get they cash so So now I got the law on me, my phones tapped So I had to send word through my lil' homies Tell them niggaz just begin when they pull the trigger Shit this is what you get for fucking with the wrong nigga
This is what you get when your fucking with the wrong nigga Haha yeah nigga, peep
Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray And thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day I wanna be a peaceful man, but still when niggaz come for me All I can see is getting em killed, for real its how I feel Perfect my thoughts flowing on these reals Make my enemies deal with my steel They caps peel, we still cool , but you played yourself Give em the mac and make em spray yourselves Heeey, Falling legends, clutching chrome 3 5 7 Putting two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in heaven While calling shots nobody real, its clear its me Ain't trying to help the fedz get a case for conspiracy Murder my foes, get disposed of, we all homies till the death So my true niggaz show me love God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure But why they fucking with the wrong nigga?
You know its like Why you fucking with the wrong nigga?
I was raised by thugs schooled by killers Learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers Tried to rise but they tried me I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace I die on these streets, blast till they recognize Still do or die all my niggaz getting high Watching time fly, best strategize on a way to profit Best organize how they ride so they can't stop it Then keep it popping, Alot of buster wanna see me fall I fucked your bitch and now this new shit gonna fade em all My niggaz ball, made a call for some backup The little homiez and my dawgs in a black truck Buck Buck was the sound, as thier gats burst No need for ambulance. baby bring the black hurse Shoulda never fucked around buster How you figure making moves on the wrong nigga
This what it sounds like, bing bing bing When you fucking with the wrong nigga Niggas getting hit when they fucking with the wrong nigga Fucking with the wrong nigga
NEW LYRICS 
Click Here To Send 
