King Lil G, Big Swiisha - I'm Your Enemy lyrics
[King Lil G, Big Swiisha - I'm Your Enemy lyrics]
I'm not your friend, I'm your enemy
Bullet holes to those
Pretendin' to be friends with me
I think your girls kinda feelin'
I hit it on the first day
She said we had chemistry
I'm the type to start a fight for publicity
I said fuck Lil Rob
Know everybody's listening, the true is
I don't have beef with em
I'm feeling the way he
Spittin' that orale rhyme
Firmehynas, innocent people getting
Killed in drive-bys
Stories bout the streets everytime i rhyme
Real mexican hip hops about time
Ima bring it to you dawg
God forgive me if I'm wrong
Fucken bitches with no condoms on
I'm annexed the way I'm steallin' the throne
I bet they saying, that I'm selling my soul
Illuminati
From the streets where we get that
Flip that work we don't split that work
Mob around with g's on my side
Hoes in my ride
Talk your shit but your shit don't hurt me
Ho we getting money
Ain't shit funny so fuck
What you talking about
I'm the motherfuckin' true, executing rappers
In the microphone booth, who gives a fuck
If Capone-E is a pakistan
You needa realize he helped alotta mexicans
Respect I don't care about his rap skills
I'm paying homage
I'm just keeping it mad real
He paved the way for the future
Lil G King Enemy i salute ya
I'm the voice of the immigrants
Voice of the innocent, independent mexicans
Lil G, Money Boy, Big Swiisha
Young Dopey we still riding with ya
My teams getting strong, hit the
Weed from the bong
Kush smoke in the west coast
I had a dream about last night
Double nine Big Downer and the fast life
From the streets where we get that
Flip that work we don't split that work
Mob around with g's on my side
Hoes in my ride
Talk your shit but your shit don't hurt me
Ho we getting money
Ain't shit funny so fuck
What you talking about
Bullet holes to those
Pretendin' to be friends with me
I think your girls kinda feelin'
I hit it on the first day
She said we had chemistry
I'm the type to start a fight for publicity
I said fuck Lil Rob
Know everybody's listening, the true is
I don't have beef with em
I'm feeling the way he
Spittin' that orale rhyme
Firmehynas, innocent people getting
Killed in drive-bys
Stories bout the streets everytime i rhyme
Real mexican hip hops about time
Ima bring it to you dawg
God forgive me if I'm wrong
Fucken bitches with no condoms on
I'm annexed the way I'm steallin' the throne
I bet they saying, that I'm selling my soul
Illuminati
From the streets where we get that
Flip that work we don't split that work
Mob around with g's on my side
Hoes in my ride
Talk your shit but your shit don't hurt me
Ho we getting money
Ain't shit funny so fuck
What you talking about
I'm the motherfuckin' true, executing rappers
In the microphone booth, who gives a fuck
If Capone-E is a pakistan
You needa realize he helped alotta mexicans
Respect I don't care about his rap skills
I'm paying homage
I'm just keeping it mad real
He paved the way for the future
Lil G King Enemy i salute ya
I'm the voice of the immigrants
Voice of the innocent, independent mexicans
Lil G, Money Boy, Big Swiisha
Young Dopey we still riding with ya
My teams getting strong, hit the
Weed from the bong
Kush smoke in the west coast
I had a dream about last night
Double nine Big Downer and the fast life
From the streets where we get that
Flip that work we don't split that work
Mob around with g's on my side
Hoes in my ride
Talk your shit but your shit don't hurt me
Ho we getting money
Ain't shit funny so fuck
What you talking about