Viper - How The Fuck These Buster Rappers Get Blessed lyrics
[Viper - How The Fuck These Buster Rappers Get Blessed lyrics]
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine down his chest
Time to go off on some of these rappers, mane
How the fuck these faggots gettin'
Blessed in the game? I wonder how they keep
Gettin' major record deals
Bitch soundin' bustas with no rap skills
Probably 'cause they sucked another rapper
Dick to get paid walkin' with a limp
Lettin' another nigga gettin' laid
Anyone tryin' to start his own label
When they steal a horse
In somebody else stable
These bitch niggas trip me out
Wonder should I put a nine or
A dick in they mouth?
The way they dick ridin' other mothafuckas
The nigga probably pimpin'
That ass undercover
And if you get close, get yo' wig split
I'm 'bout to make a flawless bet in hoops
You was prolly called the teacher's pet
These wack rappers got me upset
And if you run up, you gone get wet
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine to his chest
What the fuck you wanna do?
Toxic when I strike and I keep the groove
You never seen me sign with another nigga
Unless he's long legged or shorter with my
Hops then I might pick 'em
'Cause while these marks dick
Ridin' the next dude
They gettin' hit no Vaseline without a clue
Happy with the bullshit bonus signin'
Ten thousand dollars while their
Sales steadily declinin'
Didn't take the time to read the fine print
For every album sold, you get ten cent
And that's what I call a hustle
You better stop nigga boppin'
And get out and do somethin'
I gives a damn what another nigga got
He ain't cold as me and his style ain't hot
You boys gon' feel the thug
I ain't barin' the hatred or the mean mugs
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine to his chest
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine to his chest
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine down his chest
Time to go off on some of these rappers, mane
How the fuck these faggots gettin'
Blessed in the game? I wonder how they keep
Gettin' major record deals
Bitch soundin' bustas with no rap skills
Probably 'cause they sucked another rapper
Dick to get paid walkin' with a limp
Lettin' another nigga gettin' laid
Anyone tryin' to start his own label
When they steal a horse
In somebody else stable
These bitch niggas trip me out
Wonder should I put a nine or
A dick in they mouth?
The way they dick ridin' other mothafuckas
The nigga probably pimpin'
That ass undercover
And if you get close, get yo' wig split
I'm 'bout to make a flawless bet in hoops
You was prolly called the teacher's pet
These wack rappers got me upset
And if you run up, you gone get wet
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine to his chest
What the fuck you wanna do?
Toxic when I strike and I keep the groove
You never seen me sign with another nigga
Unless he's long legged or shorter with my
Hops then I might pick 'em
'Cause while these marks dick
Ridin' the next dude
They gettin' hit no Vaseline without a clue
Happy with the bullshit bonus signin'
Ten thousand dollars while their
Sales steadily declinin'
Didn't take the time to read the fine print
For every album sold, you get ten cent
And that's what I call a hustle
You better stop nigga boppin'
And get out and do somethin'
I gives a damn what another nigga got
He ain't cold as me and his style ain't hot
You boys gon' feel the thug
I ain't barin' the hatred or the mean mugs
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine to his chest
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put his ass to the test
How the fuck this punk get blessed?
Need to put the nine to his chest