Ghetto Mixed

Hey Yea
These niggas hands
So I gotta go
Get my bitch
A new bag
A Givenchy
They know that
I came up from nothing
They know that it’s bluffing
Them niggas is envy
I get straight to the bat
That’s not your hoe
Bitch is not on me
It’s in me
I gotta run it up
Every day
I can’t switch up
There’s just no other way
And she got used to the lifestyle
But she just a slut
She gonna fuck on the gang

Yea yeah
Fuck around the Kelly
Fore your head get blowed off
Comp town Yank
Nigga Cali
Nigga so raw
Fore the chicken and the biscuit
Hit him in the head
So sad yo bad
All your friends are dead
I’d rather it be you and Lou instead
Man I need a real hoe
Trying to get a meal though
Fuck a hundered pound bitch
I’m trying to get some real dough
Talk about the kind of dough
The kind the government
Would kill for
My town your town
Comp town A field mo
Bitch I’m really really
From the ghetto
And I’m really
Dipping with the metal
Really hate when
Niggas try to tattle
I pull up the settle
It’s left level
Acting like you
Running from the devil
Hell no
Roll up
Hit him with the metal
Shell talk
Binkie is trinkie
Is sticky
Like velcro
The monster
That’s out for the cookie
Like Elmo

Yeah
These niggas hands
So I gotta go
Get my bitch
A new bag
A Givenchy
They know that
I came up from nothing
They know that it’s bluffing
Them niggas is envy
I get straight to the bat
That’s not your hoe
Bitch is not on me
It’s in me
I gotta run it up
Every day
I can’t switch up
Man There’s just no other way
And she got used to the lifestyle
But she just a slut
She gonna fuck on the gang

I don’t trust
None of these bitches
I damn sure don’t trust
These sucka ass niggas
Let’s get straight to the money
Not now KO let’s just

Yeah, yeah
I want my dog
On the west side
He wear his rag
On the left side
Pull up and let’s ride
I fuck with
These killers and murderers
I fuck with
The druggies and burglars
MAC I know
You heard of us
Shut up
Probably scared of us
I just wanna
Hop in the wraith
She wanna give
Me a taste
She wanna give
Me her face
M man
I love the feel
When she come up
On my bitch’s face
I need to slow down
Before I catch a case
I’m gonna sit up
On the band though
And the jungle
Rambo
Fetch stone
Cammo
Never run out of ammo
Brrrrp Brrrp to the ops
Brrrrp Brrrp to the cops
Watch you drop
I like to pull up on haters
And drive by slow
While they watch
Fuck ‘em
I’m so in love
With the hustle
I did this shit
For the muscle
I put that shit
In the pot
Took it straight
To the block
Cause I come for the struggle
I’m trying to
Bunch up a double
No no
My tumble
Yeah
Cause you
Cannot talk
On the phone
If you not talking
Money
Now go
Get a duffel

Yeah
These niggas hands
So I gotta go
Get my bitch
A new bag
A Givenchy
They know that
I came up from nothing
They know that it’s bluffing
Them niggas just envy
I get straight to the bat
That’s not your hoe
Bitch it’s not on me
It’s in me
I gotta run it up
Every day
I can’t switch up man
There’s just no other way
And she got used to the lifestyle
But she just a slut
She gonna fuck on the gang

She really fell
In love with the lifestyle
With the lights down
Hey
Running up more bills
More bills
Game at your bitch
Give a cold chills
Niggas switch up
So I keep a
Cold steel
Got a black heart
So a nigga
Don’t feel
What a bitch won’t do
Well a hoe will
Hit the hotel
But the hoe
Won’t tell
You know them
Low budget hoes
Won’t sell
Keep time
Notches going
Wholesale
Bay boy
Trying to let the
Boat sail
Can’t have
No slug junkies
On my coat tail
Wanna send me
Down bitch
I won’t fail
Punk bitch
Punk bitch
Bitch I won’t fail

Still run the dotties
Harder than the Mazeratis
If you tip the nigga
I’ll probably body
Somebody
East double nigga
Keep the mac and the madie
Your shopper go crazy
It’s Kicking like
It’s karate
Falling out
Till I fall them out
Every day is Christmas
Let me catch
You hating
I’m gonna add you
To my hit list
Holla in church
On these hoes
Like I’m
The bitch hit
Flossing on these niggas
I ain’t seen a dick tip

Yeah
I’m telling them
Niggas don’t tempt me
These niggas hands
So I gotta go
Get my bitch
A new bag
A Givenchy
They know that
I came up from nothing
They know that it’s bluffing
Them niggas is envy
I get straight to the bat
That’s not your hoe
Bitch is not on me
It’s in me
I gotta run it up
Every day
I can’t switch up
There’s just no other way
And she got used to the lifestyle
But she just a slut
She gonna fuck on the gang