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• Artiste: Q Da Fool
• Titre: Had Shit
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Uh Hundred Round Goon Heroin on the spoon I'm dope Kenny on the beat I'm dope Whoa, Kenny She want Chanel In love with the plug, that bitch know that I sell We gon' bring hell How you killin' and snitchin'? That ain't even fair, uh Love is plague (Love is a plague), I'm on the ledge These niggas be thinkin' they killers, they bitches I swear they be geeked off the meds (They geeked off the meds) I'm ridin' with one in the head Got a bitch in the car, got a bitch in the bed Now I live like a star, couple friends want me dead When I re-up, I double, I'm chasin' that bread Said he want a brick, I just might charge him an arm and a leg Take a trip, bring it back, get that bank and then dance They gon' bet on your ass, they gon' laugh, they don't care I'm gon' get to these mils 'til they give me the check I ain't even had shit (Ain't even had shit) Now I got a bag, bitch (Now I got a bag, bitch) I ain't geeked for no bad bitch Now I'm up and they broke, that's some sad shit I ain't even had shit Now I got a bag, bitch I ain't geeked for no bad bitch I just bought a foreign and I'm 'bout to mash it Not used to fuck with me Now they givin' out love like it's free Hidden agendas, I only rock with my niggas So why you ain't slide for me, nigga? (Rich Shoota) That money don't make you a hitter, it make you a target So all my guns shootin' the farthest Jumped in these streets, they the dock I swear I start laughin', them bitches start readin' my charges Please don't play with me Keep a killer in the M4 faithfully Put a bullet through his temple, that's safe to me Kill every sound like I hate the beat Got my work so cheap I looked out for you, nigga, stop blamin' me All this hatin', this fake love changin' me I done did everything, life plain to me I ain't even had shit (Ain't even had shit) Now I got a bag, bitch (Now I got a bag, bitch) I ain't geeked for no bad bitch Now I'm up and they broke, that's some sad shit I ain't even had shit Now I got a bag, bitch I ain't geeked for no bad bitch I just bought a foreign and I'm 'bout to mash it