Q Da Fool - Pay For It

Song Rating: 8.75/10

Song lyrics:

[Verse 1] p**y a** n***a trying hard now Choppa on me trying to work something Run up on me you aint taking nun You gots to respect where Im from Hop out the porche with a pound and a gun n***a mad cuz i put my dick in his b**h gums Imma like [?] Snatch his chain, give that sh** to his son Run it up, I aint have no choice On your block b**h you dont got a voice Cant hang with these n***as they p**y moist Do I keep a gun? b**h of course If I [?] these streets, I let it run its course Judge tried to sentence me, run out the court We got them d** all sort Hd with the 30 in my Bape shorts

[Hook] Cross me and you gon pay for it Want feature got paid for it Want a brick got to pay for it These shooters out gang, I lay for em How thats your brother, you aint spray for em n***as know hundred rounds stay squeezing Riding in foreigns, no insurance Had your daughter in the basement She gon show us



[Verse 2] Worked hard, I aint asked for sh** Kick me out, I just start bagging sh** Everything expensive, dont want no average sh** Shooter behind the bendz behind the tent f** your b**h in the car broken her [?] 50 years old when I [?] A Couple n***as broke [?] My n***as get money thats why they my men Hundred round goon had to tighten up [?] so gold yall know white b**hes biting us Keep a whole bunch of business for these n***as not liking us Its crazy cuz these n***as want to be us I dont play with that b**h, beat that p**y up Feds hit the block, then we got to pick the cookies up Prison aint sweet and I had enough Feena pull up on these n***as, shoot their sh** all up

[Hook] Cross me and you gon pay for it Want feature got paid for it Want a brick got to pay for it These shooters out gang, I lay for em How thats your brother, you aint spray for em n***as know hundred rounds stay [?] Riding in foreigns, no insurance Had your daughter in the basement She gon show us

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 06:39