- Q Da Fool For Real 歌词
- Q Da Fool
- P-p-produced by Corey
Bah, bah
100 Round Goon
Hurl on the spoon
I'm ****
Roll up that chopper, yeah, we on that ****
You *****s duckin' and hidin', don't be on that ****
My *****s ridin', they shootin' it quick
That ***** got shot in his eye, he can't use it again
Uh, I'm a Rich Shoota for real
When she get slimed, Q Da Fool pay the bill, *****
No one could defuse it for real
Them choppers and Dracos, we use 'em for real, *****
I need a ***** from 4L
100 Round Goon really thuggin' for real (slide with them sticks)
If I give her Gucci and Louis, she gon' sign him up
That ***** die 'bout a *****
Not usin' no TEC or no Uzi, this Drac' wet 'em up
When I caught him lackin', drum hit him in his ****
These rappers are feminine and ****
No, I'm not totin' no limited clips
You want a brick, I made Cinnamon rage
Her ***** good, that **** taste like some cinnamon
The way them boys rappin', you know I invented it
You lookin' broke as ****, I'm at the dealership
Since I got rich, gotta watch who I'm dealin' with
Poppin' a hudred clip, I'm killin' ten of 'em
**** all these rappers, no, I'm not no friend of 'em
Damn, I know you ain't mad 'cause I'm winnin'
This ain't no Youtube ****, we really spinnin'
When it's time to kill, a hundred *****s with it
And I spent a hundred on jewelry, I'm gifted
Catch you and your man in that car, I'ma flip it
I'm way too real and I'm way too street
Make a half a mil' on a one way street
*****s act like hoes and they jewelry look cheap
21, two sons, feel like Big Meech, *****
Roll up that chopper, yeah, we on that ****
You *****s duckin' and hidin', don't be on that ****
My *****s ridin', they shootin' it quick
That ***** got shot in his eye, he can't use it again
Uh, I'm a Rich Shoota for real
When she get slimed, Q Da Fool pay the bill, *****
No one could defuse it for real
Them choppers and Dracos, we use 'em for real, *****
I need a ***** from 4L
100 Round Goon really thuggin' for real (slide with them sticks)
If I give her Gucci and Louis, she gon' sign him up
That ***** die 'bout a *****
Not usin' no TEC or no Uzi, this Drac' wet 'em up
When I caught him lackin', drum hit him in his ****
These rappers are feminine and ****
No, I'm not totin' no limited clips
I don't owe nan ***** ****
You ain't pay my bill, you don't pay my rent
No, I'm not shocked that these ***** *****s switched
Couple bodies gon' drop when you get in this ****
Yeah, that's the life that I live
I got that lil micro and it's right by my leg
She smokin' pipe, she ahead
I got a lil white ho, she be stealin' me meds
Don't let me find out these *****s not violent
Don't let me find out where you *****s hidin'
We got them poles, now it's smoke in the air
You was destined to crash, wasn't hope over here
Uh, now I got a bust down Rollie
Bust down chain, and a Range Rover my age
Told Shine I don't want a plain
**** look like lame, everything dancin' over here
Everbody die, Charles Manson over here
Sent them the bands, so the Phantom, I'm switchin' the gears
I'm a Rich Shoota
I heard that ***** on my ****, tell her meet me up here
Perfect timing, no need for ho thots
I'm gettin' head while I'm drivin', forgot how to steer
How you a boss and your *****s not eatin'?
You hate on your clique, that's as fake as it get
Roll up that chopper, yeah, we on that ****
You *****s duckin' and hidin', don't be on that ****
My *****s ridin', they shootin' it quick
That ***** got shot in his eye, he can't use it again
Uh, I'm a Rich Shoota for real
When she get slimed, Q Da Fool pay the bill, *****
No one could defuse it for real
Them choppers and Dracos, we use 'em for real, *****
I need a ***** from 4L
100 Round Goon really thuggin' for real (slide with them sticks)
If I give her Gucci and Louis, she gon' sign him up
That ***** die 'bout a *****
Not usin' no TEC or no Uzi, this Drac' wet 'em up
When I caught him lackin', drum hit him in his ****
These rappers are feminine and ****
No, I'm not totin' no limited clips
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