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Correct Neva Cared (Remix) Lyrics
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Correct Neva Cared (Remix)
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[Verse] Before I put it in I smack her ass Pull out my IFeezy, hit record, turn on the flash We gon’ make a movie like Ray J and Kim Kardash’ Put her on the block list that’s if that pussy trash I’m Polo G, stressing who? It ain’t a bitch that I can’t smash Probably fucked her too, it ain’t a bitch that I ain’t had Man this shit is nothing you the type to hit and brag Run yo’ mouth too much I’m starting to think you niggas fags Hard for me to slow down I got used to living fast Bitch I love the gang on granny I’a give them boys my last Only be with shootas you can’t hang if you don’t blast Please don’t try me like DeJ Loaf I put them killas on yo’ ass Always shouting out my block cause bitch that’s where I started Ahead of my class yeah I always been the smartest Ain’t no competition even though they try they hardest I know they be hating but I’m in my bag regardless Give this shit a year or two let’s see who get the farthest Don’t play in these streets before you turn into a target You could think you crazy but my shorties get retarted If I call up CCB they scoring like they can’t be guarded, bitch That AR be shooting, I call it G-Unit cause you know that bitch stay with 50 Had trigga’ just tap it don’t pull it ain’t saving no bullets I shoot ‘til it’s empty Like a yoga trainer we be stretching shit We come through with the texts and the messages Ain’t no talk it out, police chalk him out, only way we can think we can settle shit Had to cancel my old bitch, she was choosing, I ain’t tripping Ion miss her cause a thot gon’ be a thot (Haha) Niggas from the other side dissing my homies, I ain’t tripping I’m gon’ kill him cause a opp gon’ be a opp (bitch) Fuck that Wawa shit, we don’t social beef we grab Glocks Spot news, make reports when we speeding past blocks Bitch it’s nighttime, so we bringing out them red dots Got a long nose nine and this bitch don’t blow out snot Feel like Jordan vs. Utah I’m deadly with that last shot Back to poking niggas, if I lose everything that I got You keep flicking up with them rolls then we might have to enter yo’ slot Put that barrel on yo’ head, take yo’ new chain and yo’ watch (pussy) I been T’d since I got that news my homie dead Caught yo’ homie lacking—(BOP! KNOCKED OFF HIS DREAD!) Just a satisfaction we’a come take off a nigga head Hollows like a deadly virus, bodies drop when that shit spread Explode in his flesh, make a mess, get ripped to shreds Show no mercy for the enemy nobody getting spared Man, you niggas bitches why the fuck would I be scared 30 shots up in my bomb my momma told me be prepared Heard the streets been talking, I know what they said Capalot been gridin’ shorty gon’ get to that bread Ballin’ like I’m Bryant, naw not Kobe bitch lil’ ass See, you could stay on the sideline I’ma run it up instead aye, uh I’ma run it up instead See you could stay on the sideline I’ma run it up instead bitch [Outro] Lil Capalot in this bitch man Y'all know what the fuck goin' on man Long live [?] I'm thirteen hunnid twenty one gang [?] gang shit man You already know what the I'm rockin' wit
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