Too Stuck
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BloodHound Q50
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Long live my brother, he prolly killed your bitch-ass brother (he did though)
Diss on Jeff, get your ass left (on my dead grandma)
Stilll kill for the check, ain't shit change, bitch (Bankroll)
Go, I guess them last hats wasn't enough
Niggas wanna make these songs and call my phone and woof just like they tough
I'll drop another ten, make my shorty 'nem spin on a nigga tryna call my bluff
And by the way, I'm rich as fuck
The last two niggas, they shit outta luck
Wanna rap about different shit, but my mind right now too stuck up in the trench
But fuck it, since we talkin' 'bout rich
I spent at least like eighty on Percs and Tris
My momma she hating, she rather me vent
I ain't doin' that bitch-ass shit
Slap in my clip and tap my switch
And fuck a Vec, Q50 had Kriss (50 had Kriss)
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Throw out your kit if it's fake
AP too frozen, can't tell the time, these big-ass diamonds in the face
Ask about Q50, bitch, I got bodies and got pape
Ain't had no role model, looked up to Tay
Give no fucks 'bout a bitch, talkin' 'bout she laced
I can't repent, I did too much
I had my brother in my arms when he died. I said: Lil Jeff, bitch, please stay up
For Scoom and Z, I get niggas touched
I'm goin' out blowin' before I be sittin'
Clickin' up with the rap, man you niggas finished
I know get back ain't got no time, but you niggas ain't tryin', y'all ain't even attemptin'
'Bout my respect, I'll slide, I'll risk it
Big bro 'nem steady tellin' me: You the ticket
Calls from my label, stay tellin' me: chill
Never scared to link 'cause you takin' pennies
The shit fit right in my hands, I got one chance and nigga, I'm takin' advantage
You pillow talkin' to these hoes keep sayin' my name, you niggas pathetic
I'm tryna get Scarface rich and have a few kids with a pretty bitch, travel the Atlas
I call 'em scrubs, my call 'em lit
In a D with a switch, we dug in quick
How much you gon' try for the d**k on the neck
Young nigga 'bout twenty, I earn my respect
Ain't shit change, still a kill for the check
Don't talk too much with G, big bro sellin' bricks
Go
I guess them last hats wasn't enough
Niggas wanna make these songs and call my phone and woof just like they tough
I'll drop another ten, make my shorty 'nem spin on a nigga tryna call my bluff
And by the way, I'm rich as fuck
The last two niggas, they shit outta luck
Wanna rap about different shit, but my mind right now too stuck up in the trench
Stuck up in the trench
I'm like goin' crazy
I'm like goin' crazy
