Birdman, Turk, Neno Calvin - Fuk Em lyrics
[Birdman, Turk, Neno Calvin - Fuk Em lyrics]
Yeah, prime time 'bout mine, nigga
Jewelry on rich Gang! Hublot rich Gang!
Pussy
Golf ball in my ear, nigga
Chains with the big thangs on 'em
Fame came to my block, nigga
My lil' niggas gon' pop, nigga
My fishtail keep curvin', nigga
Doin' donuts, we swervin', nigga
Gettin' money, nigga, you heard me, nigga
Get money, nigga, straight servin', nigga
Uptown, been a G 'bout mine
Came 'round, put it down 'bout mine
Got money, nigga, been stuntin', nigga
Big guns, nigga, been huntin' niggas
Couple mil' in them ceilings, nigga
Couple of birds in them buildings, nigga
Switched it up and hit another town
Get money, nigga, layin' it down
Fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em, yeah
Fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em yeah
When it's time, ain't no playin'
Just gon' lay 'em down
Clean my mirrors, clutchin' pistols
Devil stay around yeah I'm still on
We's 'bout breakin' Ps down
Bitches pretty but they evil
But can't leave 'em got my reasons, woah
Pull up and drive it, I've gotta go
People be hot
I learned your spot then kick your door
Fall off for what? yeah I'm gon' stunt
I want for nothin' rich Gang or nothin'
If not then fuck 'em, mothafuck with me
Fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah
Fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em yeah
Stone ride, they stole Big G
One of the last original hot boys
That's got to be me
I've been a gangsta, don't fuck with wangstas
In the pen with them hands
On the street I'm totin' them bangers
What's happenin', pussy?
I don't fuck with pussies you can play pussy
Make a nigga bust your pussy i did fed time
I did state time took it like a man
And bitch I never drop a dime, fuck 'em
Fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah
Fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em yeah
You understand me?
It's just this simple, boy
I know it's a lot of shit, but you feel me?
Who put this shit together, nigga?
Me, that's who
Who took nothin' and turned it into
Somethin' that started with nothin'?
Me, that's who
Who made niggas millionaires and they ain't
Have nothing' before I met 'em
And then I made 'em rich and stuff, nigga?
Me, that's who who went to the penitentiary
Caught 5 and had 15
And came out with 10 on paper, nigga?
Who went uptown movin' birds
Puttin' in work, gettin' in work?
Me, that's who
Who sold a billion records, nigga?
Me, that's who
Who was 16, nigga with a mil' cash, nigga
Me, that's who rich Gang lifestyle, boy
Rich Gang! BLAT!
Jewelry on rich Gang! Hublot rich Gang!
Pussy
Golf ball in my ear, nigga
Chains with the big thangs on 'em
Fame came to my block, nigga
My lil' niggas gon' pop, nigga
My fishtail keep curvin', nigga
Doin' donuts, we swervin', nigga
Gettin' money, nigga, you heard me, nigga
Get money, nigga, straight servin', nigga
Uptown, been a G 'bout mine
Came 'round, put it down 'bout mine
Got money, nigga, been stuntin', nigga
Big guns, nigga, been huntin' niggas
Couple mil' in them ceilings, nigga
Couple of birds in them buildings, nigga
Switched it up and hit another town
Get money, nigga, layin' it down
Fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em, yeah
Fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em yeah
When it's time, ain't no playin'
Just gon' lay 'em down
Clean my mirrors, clutchin' pistols
Devil stay around yeah I'm still on
We's 'bout breakin' Ps down
Bitches pretty but they evil
But can't leave 'em got my reasons, woah
Pull up and drive it, I've gotta go
People be hot
I learned your spot then kick your door
Fall off for what? yeah I'm gon' stunt
I want for nothin' rich Gang or nothin'
If not then fuck 'em, mothafuck with me
Fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah
Fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em yeah
Stone ride, they stole Big G
One of the last original hot boys
That's got to be me
I've been a gangsta, don't fuck with wangstas
In the pen with them hands
On the street I'm totin' them bangers
What's happenin', pussy?
I don't fuck with pussies you can play pussy
Make a nigga bust your pussy i did fed time
I did state time took it like a man
And bitch I never drop a dime, fuck 'em
Fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah
Fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em, yeah fuck 'em yeah
You understand me?
It's just this simple, boy
I know it's a lot of shit, but you feel me?
Who put this shit together, nigga?
Me, that's who
Who took nothin' and turned it into
Somethin' that started with nothin'?
Me, that's who
Who made niggas millionaires and they ain't
Have nothing' before I met 'em
And then I made 'em rich and stuff, nigga?
Me, that's who who went to the penitentiary
Caught 5 and had 15
And came out with 10 on paper, nigga?
Who went uptown movin' birds
Puttin' in work, gettin' in work?
Me, that's who
Who sold a billion records, nigga?
Me, that's who
Who was 16, nigga with a mil' cash, nigga
Me, that's who rich Gang lifestyle, boy
Rich Gang! BLAT!