I don't give a f**k about these Nigga's or these hoes
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Make me spit on yo a** b***h!!! Ahh-ha

Verse One:

F**k them hoes, let 'em bounce
Known for kickin' b*****s out, all they wanna do
Is sneak a blunt or two out yo house
Try to help us, with a plan guard yo grill and watch yo back
B*****s known for showin' other nigga's where you kick it at
Might be a hard head, might be a soldier thug
With a b***h got him sick, if he a sucker for love b***h
His nigga's better show him who unified
To get respect you got to play, watch them hoes step aside
B***h! I'm just like you
B***h! I smoke weed to
B***h! I need gee'z so look
B***h! I don't need you all y'all can suck my
I don't give a f**k! Die! Now b***h bye!
You blowin' my high!

Chorus:

I love myself, I hug myself an if
I had a p***y I f**k myself
See real a** nigga's don't fold to fold
Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz

Now who in the hell came here to stop me
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
Now who in the hell came to get it started
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
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Verse Two:

F**k these nigga's who dropped me on my head
When I was younger, I did some wild s**t
To make these nigga's wonder
Am I craze, or am I straight sick
Round with these fu***n' lunatic's
You talk s**t! You get yo wig split!
If you wanna try me!
You must be ready to die b***h!
I ain't scared to die b***h!
Ya see it's just a hobby!
God gave me time, I was game from my birth
I couldn't let the s**t go to waist
I had to put this s**t to work
I'm just a ghetto a** n***a!
With the street knowledge I was gave!
You try to play! Run up on this 12-gage!
Hell nah! Hit a tree, had to go help him up
You shouldn't have never f****d up!
Now you lookin' f****d up!
Blew his head clean off his shoulder
I was all ready gone, before anybody showed up
Got away clean, like some Jean's when you wash 'em
Trill a** soldier's ain't no way you can stop us b***h!

Chorus

Verse Three:

I be bustin' nut's on yo baby mama, baby head
Why you be gangster, somebody got 'em keep 'em fed
When I fed to the point where I be bakin' bread
I mean fed to the point where I be servin' head
Now look, that don't mean I'm try'na sound bad and s**t
When I stab that trick, you can have the b***h
Grab yo b***h, you need to try to train yo b***h
Tame yo b***h, cuz she be runnin' game ya b***h
Now you all in a n***a grill, lookin' all swole
Picturin' how ya slipped off, trustin' in them hoes
No damn well, that yo Mom taught ya better cuz
A b***h will get'cha killed if ya let her
That's why I love myself, I hug myself an if
I had a p***y I f**k myself
See real a** nigga's don't fold to fold
Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz

Chorus

Verse Four:

Punchin' got a long head
Ballin' keep my artillery
Gangsta so I'm a mission s**t
Cap pilla I'm known for spittin' on b*****s
Disrespectin' my mind, try'na play me soft and
At the same time b***h, you fu***n' with some atl soldiers
Smokin' for free, and drinkin' for free n***a hell nah!
First ya got to take yo muthafuckin' draw's off
Cuz real player's bout to lay the law down
You better draw the straw now, you done
F****d Up'ed Now!
This how we do it in the A-T-L
For them hoes who think they p***y fire a** hell
Got a game for that a** big dick's to match
Don't have time for them hoes, who be try'na act
Ha Do it! Get 'em shorty get 'em we ain't playin' with 'em
If you clockin' n***a spit 'em n***a Spit 'Em!
Stupid a** hoes, be try'na act
But they switch up, b***h up and call ya back
Say what?
Stuipd a** hoes be try'na act
But they switch up, and b***h up and call ya back
Say what?
Stuipd a** hoes be try'na act
But they switch up, and b***h up and call ya back
And We! Shake them hoes off what!
Shake them hoes off! What! Shake them hoes off what!
N***a! Shake them hoes off! What! Shake them hoes off what!
Shake them hoes off! What! Shake them hoes off! My n***a
Shake them hoes off

N***a we ain't got no love for these hoes,
These b*****s swtich dick's like outfit's
Hoes, ya need to find another route
Figure that a n***a be thugged out
And we off in the club
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Dispose Of Broadz Lyrics

Ying Yang Twins – Dispose Of Broadz Lyrics