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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mw4l
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
LaMar Hawkins
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Fyu-Chur
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Ayy, Come on now
Ayy why i gotta be this way ?
Munt World
[Chorus}
Oh he got a problem ? he ain't speaking up
Glock to his face, now he twisted his tongue
This rapping shit easy, I ain't giving up
City too small, so we ain't gotta hunt
Run into money and double it up
MW4E, yeah we throwing it up
Pass me the sprite' pour in my cup
Ray got the wok and we pouring it up
[Verse}
Feel like La'Munt, they be hating for what
Beat on a **** for bro, he was talking too much
Roll up a wood, If not grab a dutch
If i ever need something, my wife come in clutch
Play with my woman, you bound to get touched
Innocent in public, for me she a slut
No i don't need no hoe, so quit chasing, I ain't acting different
I just don't need yo ass for nothing
Free all my ****, they treating like nothing
Police always bugging, cuz my **** thuggin
We was repping Ridge, all the bitches was loving
Beat up her cousin, she still wanna fuck me
And that pussy get wet, like we visit Lake Hudson
I was watching my brother, so dripping ain't nothing
Walk in the function, they lit all of a sudden
They say we be cooking, like the shit in the oven
We bake the Glock, bitch this ain't no muffin
Glock 9, rapping ****, feel it in they stomach
Bullets penetrate em, like they gay or something
Have em leaking blood, like he on his monthly
No you ain't my brother, you just always wanting
Had to mow the grass, **** phoney for money
I'm not a fool, I ain't no dummy
And I can get cruel, so don't owe me nothing
For too long
This a choppa, its gone ring like a phone
You gone get yo ass stretched, I'ma take off yo neck if you think about doing me wrong
**** music be wack, why they tryna rap
If i go i"ma rock out the show
Like a crease, these **** gone fold
My song about who ? but you act like a hoe
Keep my distance, he gay on the low
Cut it out boy, yo music getting old
I'ma G but i came from the 4
I came up from nothing, in Kankakee we was poor
I got the game on lock, made some money in Lawton and running up more
I got the game on lock, made some money in Lawton and running up more
[Chorus}
Oh he got a problem ? he ain't speaking up
Glock to his face, now he twisted his tongue
This rapping shit easy, I ain't giving up
City too small, so we ain't gotta hunt
Run into money and double it up
MW4E, yeah we throwing it up
Pass me the sprite' pour in my cup
Ray got the wok and we pouring it up
And we pouring it up
Ray got the wok and we pouring it up
Ray got the wok and we pouring it up
Ray got the wok and we
Written by: LaMar Hawkins