Cancion : In And Out Artista : Lud Foe Album : No Hooks Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-in-and-out-de-lud-foe [Intro:] Aye, Bitch Outwest 290 Shit nigga You know how im rocking nigga Get yo guns up, Get yo funds up You on that opp shit, Get mop stick Bitch No Hooks, Aye 4CH Solid Gang, Catch a body gang Aye, Aye, Aye [Verse 1: Lud Foe] I dropped out of school Started selling dog food Kept the biggest pistol even though i was a small dude I'll get your block hot 50 Shots out this AK You diss on my name, you get smoked on the same day We do a hit, We hit your block the same way You niggas broke, Tell me how yall wanna gang bang Ridin' Round with two baby ninas I feel like Max Payne Serving Caine, Baby i'm trapping I'm selling everything I gotta watch my back I know these niggas out to get me So i bought a mac You better know i got it with me Bag on ya head, On ya head It's a mill ticket Stuntin' On these niggas They don't like it gotta deal with it He pillow talked the bitch You know she still let me hit it Pistol to the party Security let me in with it I pop lock The Glock, Bitch i'm heuy With this F&N I cruise up the block, While im listening to "Many Men" If you a opp, we gone put this hot shit on you I got 30 shots, Make me put this mop stick on you Laser beam, Make you think chicken pox was on you You get robbed, Now we going in them pockets on you He a plug but he snitching He put sockets on you I love fucking thick bitches I fuck skinney bitches too Love riding 26's, Ride 24's too Homicide would you take a life? Would you really shoot? You on some tough shit, We on some young shit Let us through 100 niggas jump you Thats 200 feet stomping you Treat a nigga like he ricky, Make me put this pump to you Went from recording out the closet room And using Fruity Loops Me and Kid Wonder Bishop Always had the juice Let this tec loose All over your head like mousse I got my Colt .45 catch you on some drunk shit I collect checks from these hoes On my don Juan Shit Got that check fucked it off, like it really wasn't shit Alot of niggas run they mouth They dont really run shit You ain't did what i did Bitch you never done shit I'm smoking goat piss That shit that have me high in one hit You wanna rap beef, and tell fairy tales about me Real street nigga, i got all the killers round me Fake ass nigga, how could you be real aroud me And if im hungry bitch You better not eat a meal aroud me Hard shells hit your Soft Shells, now you ground beef Flipping work, It do cartwheels when its round me She can't swim She gone fuck around and drown round me Im the center niggas can't get a rebound round me Alot of Pussy niggas tryna' smile When i come around But they smiles turn upside down when im not around Cruising tough behind the tints Loaded pistol in my reach Better hustle like your broke If you don't, you a leech Put some muscle in your grind, down the line you'll see I was young, always kept a beeper on the side of me Leaving school every second, just to go and serve a P I had good grades cuz i used to sell my teacher weed Put the Dre Beats on, Then i hit the studio Spitting straight dope I put fentanyl on the flow Fuck her once then get ghost Go AWOL on a hoe Heavy traffic, so i put some berkeley bars on the door '22 Glock loaded up with 22 shots For this knot Bitch i scrapped up every angle in the pot All these rap niggas actors Always claiming shit they not Picked my boogers So my bankroll covered up with snot She ain't love me, But She love me now Cuz im getting guap Since in getting funds Hoes say i'm acting funny now All my niggas rob, boy you better not pull your money out Reached in and hat them thought i was gone pull the bunny out It's a hot car Only drive it when its sunny out They was laughing at me I dont think they think its funny now Black and yellow bumble bee I parked it at my honey house Bitch i'm from chicago, I be all across the country now Sleeping on a palet when i lived in granny house I had ambition and tuition to make it out It was rough for me Other rappers took the safter route Being Hard Headed really Made me wanna listen now Thinking bout the shit i could've had but i was missing out Old heads lay some knowledge on you, if you hear it out Say the game should be sold But to me they give it out Call my plug for the birds, he gone bring the pigeons out Used to have a girlfriend I fuck plenty women now Im not a minute man I won't give a hoe a minute now At my trap house, dope feinds running in and out ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================