Chuuwee - Super Nes & PS3 lyrics
[Chuuwee - Super Nes & PS3 lyrics]
Aye this shit sound like when
I used to kick niggas ass in video games
Hell yeah ooo shit god damn
Aye
I ain't stunnin these freak bitches
Can't fuck with this weak niggas
These pinch hit and relief pitchin'
Ass MLB 'O3 niggas
Weak niggas, I eat bitches
I'm a heat seeker that it's nigga
Just search for 'em right quick
And then I'mma 86 these trick niggas
The livest one, and I'm not no where
Near from Bedford-Stuyvesant
I been looking for a gun when I find me one
I'm hittin licks
I'mma have to pull a grimey one
Cause, I'm prime just like Metroid
Real nigga, you bet boy
Twisted metal you pussy niggas
We work with tools like Pep Boys
Better watch yo step boy
Cheat Code and yo bitch be dead
Castlevania, get rich or die trying
Nigga I'mma whip yo head
Paperboy, finna get this bread
Niggas trippin, I'mma press reset
South Sac, be like Racoon City
Resident Evil, I shoot through heads
This rap shit is so fun still
This tournament is so unreal
For the competition, it's a done deal
Fuck how yo mother and son feel
Nigga fuck how anyone feel
Just recently a nigga won the deal
Foundation, I'm Bun trill
Lungs black, smoke blunts still
I Came through with my girlfriend
And she came through with her butt filled
Ass fat like a trucks is
Got the mac stashed where the nuts is
And the Mac Book where the drugs is
In my backpack in the trunk, chill
We was somewhere eating lunch still
Tell them to make sure my stuff's grilled
Waiter ain't gettin no tip cause
I ordered a drink
I can't wait to get drunk bill
Bring me a basket of Rolls please
'fore you figure out how my new Dunks feel
Oh he ain't like that
I said, "check please,?", He said
"right back"
I said, "Hurry up, gone and write that
I'll be right back" and then dine dashed
I don't fuck with these weak niggas
I don't fuck with these freak bitches
These Madden 2003 niggas
Control, Alt, then delete niggas
Who the fuck is these weak niggas
GameShark ass cheat niggas
Play games, I beat niggas
I straight up PS3 niggas
My lean plug, that shit make me mean mug
And I be in the boondocks
Where they ain't ever seen thugs
I smoke the finest green buds
The worst shake, I need drugs, I'm G'd up
OD'd up, I'm T'd up
Short yellow bitch with her feet up
On Instagram with her G nexus
We flex when we sex when we sex
We play hard and have fun like recess
The REcession hit me
I'm askin, "who need it?!"
The death threats just make
Me feel fucking conceited bitch!
I used to kick niggas ass in video games
Hell yeah ooo shit god damn
Aye
I ain't stunnin these freak bitches
Can't fuck with this weak niggas
These pinch hit and relief pitchin'
Ass MLB 'O3 niggas
Weak niggas, I eat bitches
I'm a heat seeker that it's nigga
Just search for 'em right quick
And then I'mma 86 these trick niggas
The livest one, and I'm not no where
Near from Bedford-Stuyvesant
I been looking for a gun when I find me one
I'm hittin licks
I'mma have to pull a grimey one
Cause, I'm prime just like Metroid
Real nigga, you bet boy
Twisted metal you pussy niggas
We work with tools like Pep Boys
Better watch yo step boy
Cheat Code and yo bitch be dead
Castlevania, get rich or die trying
Nigga I'mma whip yo head
Paperboy, finna get this bread
Niggas trippin, I'mma press reset
South Sac, be like Racoon City
Resident Evil, I shoot through heads
This rap shit is so fun still
This tournament is so unreal
For the competition, it's a done deal
Fuck how yo mother and son feel
Nigga fuck how anyone feel
Just recently a nigga won the deal
Foundation, I'm Bun trill
Lungs black, smoke blunts still
I Came through with my girlfriend
And she came through with her butt filled
Ass fat like a trucks is
Got the mac stashed where the nuts is
And the Mac Book where the drugs is
In my backpack in the trunk, chill
We was somewhere eating lunch still
Tell them to make sure my stuff's grilled
Waiter ain't gettin no tip cause
I ordered a drink
I can't wait to get drunk bill
Bring me a basket of Rolls please
'fore you figure out how my new Dunks feel
Oh he ain't like that
I said, "check please,?", He said
"right back"
I said, "Hurry up, gone and write that
I'll be right back" and then dine dashed
I don't fuck with these weak niggas
I don't fuck with these freak bitches
These Madden 2003 niggas
Control, Alt, then delete niggas
Who the fuck is these weak niggas
GameShark ass cheat niggas
Play games, I beat niggas
I straight up PS3 niggas
My lean plug, that shit make me mean mug
And I be in the boondocks
Where they ain't ever seen thugs
I smoke the finest green buds
The worst shake, I need drugs, I'm G'd up
OD'd up, I'm T'd up
Short yellow bitch with her feet up
On Instagram with her G nexus
We flex when we sex when we sex
We play hard and have fun like recess
The REcession hit me
I'm askin, "who need it?!"
The death threats just make
Me feel fucking conceited bitch!