top 100
·
top new
·
updates
·
submit lyrics
#
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Correct Too Much Lyrics
Lyrics
►
Artists: L
►
Lud Foe
►
Correct Too Much
Artist:
Song:
Comment:
Lyrics:
[Verse 1] Its war time, I hope you got yo strap, cus I got mine High speed on the cops, haul ass, runnin stop signs Bitches think I'm handsome, the wouldn't lie Let these niggas breathe, what they do, nun but kill time Niggas coppin pleas, writin statements, they drop dimes Fell in love with guns, we got fns and glock. 9s Big ass pistol on my lul bitty waist Put these big ass bullets in yo lul bitty face And if I get caught, ima still get away Get a big bad lawyer for this lul bitty case I'm ridin skinny, forgiatos look like I'm finna race Doors up, fuck a roof, new beemer, i8 Remember posted on the block with like 8 cent Now my mama break a sweat when she gotta pay rent I teach you how to get this money, boa, I'm givin you a hint They kicked me outta school, I was a fool with that fn Bitch on my dick, steady droolin and blushin Sweep the dope up, I'm a fool with that dustpan Got a mac in my right hand, tec in my left hand Still hear me blowin even if you was a deaf man [Hook] I'm a outwest nigga, ion floss too much Got a chauffer and a rover, ion walk too much In chiraq, they be usin white chalk too much I tell that bitch leave me lone, throw me off too much I put her on the block list, cus she stalk too much Nigga gambled with his last, and he lost too much I get you killed for dirt cheap, it don't cost too much I just popped another molly, think I'm off too much [Verse 2] I'm on some outwest shit, don't come out here with that shit Line a nigga ass up, I'm on that loose screw shit Told me chill, fuck that, I'm back on that hot shit Niggas always run they mouth, knowin they ain't shot shit I put a lock on the game, you gon need a locksmith Gettin brain from yo main bitch til she lock-lipped We got all kinda guns, on that black ops shit Stay yo ass in the house if you on that opp shit Niggas love to run they mouth, knowin they ain't shot shit Niggas stuntin, they be frontin, actin like they got shit He let off 30 shots, how the fuck he miss me? Lud foe took his hoe cause he is a bitch thief You had my dick in yo mouth, hoe, don't try and kiss me The police try and lock me up, I tell em dismiss me I went to sleep with my mac 11 right next to me Dat nigga seen me and he ran, he was right next to me Dat choppa chokeslam a nigga like royal wrestling These bitches keep callin me, hoes keep textin me I popped 2 pills, I'm high as giraffe nuts Got a 50 shot ruger, came with the monkey nuts Make examples outta niggas, he thought he was too tough Bitch, I grew up in the slums, childhood was too rough Nina ross, she my bitch, make me introduce her Me and stewie droppin x pills in the fruit punch Now watch how everybody in the party boost up We done hit him in his shit, now he can't get up Issa homicide, now the ambulance pick up I'm in a briggs truck, finna pick a nigga bitch up Niggas switched up, now they madd cus I'm next up Put ya ice up, vvss cut my wrist up You a broke nigga, boa, you betta go and fix sumn She a gold digger, but I never give a bitch nun I'm a dope dealer, baby, I could water whip sumn Jesse white with the white, nigga I could flip sumn Hit yo block, shoot a movie, bring extended clips up How you smokin dead niggas, you ain't never shot none Issa shootout, we bang it out until the cops come Then we reroute, come back like we forgot sumn Do a hit, pop back out like we ain't did nun I been stuntin since a young nigga, and I'm still stuntin (hook 2x) I'm a outwest nigga, ion floss too much Got a chauffer and a rover, ion walk too much In chiraq, they be usin white chalk too much I tell that bitch leave me lone, throw me off too much I put her on the block list, cus she stalk too much Nigga gambled with his last, and he lost too much I get you killed for dirt cheap, it don't cost too much I just popped another molly, think I'm off too much
add rows