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Correct Eyes On Niggas Lyrics
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Correct Eyes On Niggas
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(*talking*) Ha, S. You. C. To the motherfucking fullest Me and my nigga Trae and Duwan Steady everyday dump bullets, on you hoe ass Bitch made niggas, I got my switchblade nigga [Hook - 2x] We ride on niggas, and disguise on niggas Glock cocked we hop out, and surprise on niggas Fiending to pull another homicide, on niggas So I keep my enemies close, and my eyes on niggas [Z-Ro] I keep my eyes on niggas, cause they watching me Setting up road blocks, planning on stopping me But they can't stop me G, cause I'm way too throwed Blowing on dro, so I'm way too blowed I'm way too dranked out, sipping on bar Don't matter who you is, don't matter who you are I flip with my kin folk, Jay'Ton Got my motherfucking, ak on Your motherfucking fo'head Like Darrel Burton, I'll be leaving many mo' dead Up in the motherfucking bushes, nigga don't push me I'll leave the scene red and gushy, like pussy Don't give a fuck about nothing, but my paper Holla at you later, me and Trae and Jay about to pull a caper Running up in your motherfucking house, today and tomorr-a Taking your tv, and your V-C to the are-a [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] I don't give a fuck, no mo' It's the nigga Ro, and I stay on dro Gotta have a crease, in my motherfucking clothes Standing on the stage, rock a crucified show Holla at the Trae, holla at the Jay'Ton I can make the season change, at the wave of a wand We don't give a damn about nothing, but stacking Reneglade packing, steady bad ac'ing Ask Lil' C, cause he's a bad actor That's my damn partna, man and we after Nothing but the platinum placks, gold placks and all of that Fatter stack, cause we don't know how to act We don't jack, nigga we get it legal I'ma have a bitch barking, that's my desert eagle Once it bark, everybody gon listen Everytime I smile, my gold and diamond glissen [Hook - 2x] [Trae] We ride on niggas, then we glide on niggas Popping trunk on 4's, and look fly on niggas If a nigga talking down, I'm fin to slide me a nigga Put his ass six feet, then I'll be a grave digger That's the Trae, the nigga from the Maab And I don't give a damn, you see me strutting in my dob I'm looking so playa in a throwback, with a black Lac Grab a gat where the haters at, time to push back Like I'm Fat Pat doing em raw, I put it down One more time for the shine, when I put it on I'm blind Have they ever seen a G, like Trae Coming through sideways, flip the Few Quay Repping for the blue and the gray, all day You ever see my mug, get to mean that I don't play I'm quick to spray, I'm with a K and a Mack 1-0 I'm fin to leave a bitch dead, with a tag on the toe [Hook - 2x]
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