Top Songs By ShyBelligerent
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Well, duh, it's ShyBelligerent
Yeah, I'ma fuck up
Yeah, I'ma fuck up (I'm bad)
Eat the fuck out this beat, treat it like pussy
Got me spittin' like La-la-la
I'ma keep rappin' until my life good
I ain't had shit, I was raised in the hood
I was built in the hood like an engine
Police put me over, I got blicks, so I hope I just get a ticket
But I'd rather get caught with it than without it
Streets wicked, booty cheeks hanging out her booty
Shorty, she a freak, bitch
Fightin' demons, I was born with a curse
Immune to pain, if you stab me in the back it won't hurt
I'm dedicated, I just need to start puttin' myself first
I'm on the toilet takin' this shit while I'm writin' this verse
Turned up famous, blood with a skillet these
If you ask me where I'm from, there's Bonnie on this, what the fuck do you mean?
This ugly struggle startin' to look lovely
Baby said I look like money and I'm smelling like some fuck me
If rap don't work, back to making money off junkies
Get up on her while she twerk and start her dry humping
Niggas be hard in the streets then turn soft in the courtroom
We the real trench babies, we're permanent war room
Y'all don't wanna face the truth so I record it on Pro Tools
Bounty gel, court tank, arms swingin' like Goku
Fuck a bad day, it's just another one you gotta go through
Fuck a bitch, she's just another one that's doin' what hoes do
Yeah, I'ma fuck up (I'm bad)
Eat the fuck out this beat, treat it like pussy
Got me spittin' like La-la-la
I'ma keep rappin' until my life good
I ain't had shit, I was raised in the hood
I was built in the hood like an engine
Police put me over, I got blicks, so I hope I just get a ticket
But I'd rather get caught with it than without it
Streets wicked, booty cheeks hanging out her booty
Shorty, she a freak, bitch
I can't be no used to be, but this rap shit ain't hittin'
Gangsters and strippers jamming me in the trenches
Cheap-ass pistol jammed in the middle of a mission
My blood brother jammed up with a life sentence
They wanna see me down, they wanna see me dead
I know you was serious when you told me to break a leg
Bounced out, lookin' like the black man that I am
I got the brain of a nerd, head filled with intelligence
I'm a piece of shit, why would you come step on me?
I'm tuggin' on coattails until it make me wrench
Life turn me to a piece of shit, why would you come step on me?
Shoulda never gave up on me, that's what the fuck you get
We got a joint purpose so I can wrap around my blunt, the weed won't hit
If you get a bottle of deer juice, you get dick
Bitch said I can't get no pussy, I'm finna trick
Niggas got issues, they get along on my hip
Yeah, I'ma fuck up (I'm bad)
Eat the fuck out this beat, treat it like pussy
Got me spittin' like La-la-la
I'ma keep rappin' until my life good
I ain't had shit, I was raised in the hood
I was built in the hood like an engine
Police put me over, I got blicks, so I hope I just get a ticket
But I'd rather get caught with it than without it
Streets wicked, booty cheeks hanging out her booty
Shorty, she a freak, bitch
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