Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raise Up Off These Nuts , by - GoldtoesRelease date: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Raise Up Off These Nuts |
| Raise up off these nuts, a little bit |
| Just a little bit |
| Raise up off these nuts, a little bit |
| I’m smokin these niggas like they endo |
| Breakin em like they windows |
| And still they rip till they get a whiff |
| Of this shit that I kick |
| And if they ever had a notion to stop me |
| Treat your best shot and get dropped |
| With your posse, nigga I got the? |
| mott? |
| I’m takin em out, a lot I got |
| More than you could pop |
| I’m rockin the spot, so now they jock |
| Dump em and get dropped |
| 2Pac ain’t tryin to hear it, Ox |
| Screamin at your box |
| I’m swearin at ya not so uh |
| Static is the last thing you need when you see me |
| Better have a bat or a gat to defeat me |
| Nigga, I’m a whole posse rolled into one shot |
| Takin on your gat while your girl gets hot and rocks the spot |
| Fear funky flavor with the gift that only God gave |
| Hold it to my grave |
| I’d rather die than be a slave |
| Slaves come as dope dealers |
| Some come as addicts |
| Some come to run while the others cause static |
| I’m comin up outta the cut |
| Sendin slugs to the guts |
| I’m bustin up outta the page cuz they got me locked up |
| I’m tryin to survive but there’s too many playa hatin haters |
| Always want static, like boom holla at ya later |
| Homie this ain’t no love in this town that I come from |
| Niggas be wantin funkin then I stomp em, they don’t want none |
| Girls be on my jock and they playin me for that |
| But fool I can’t help it cuz I was raised up like a mack |
| Jealous because I’m black, Jack wanna jack me |
| And Jill wants to marry me and watch the Klan bury me |
| Got to pack the steel for the personal protection |
| AK, 45's, assault rifles, Smith & Wesson |
| I’m no longer stressin |
| Learnin, gotta live long |
| (…) thanks God that I’m still strong |
| Get a bag a spliffs for the homies, blaze up all of these |
| But if you wanna flex, get in my Kool Aid punks, raise up offa |
| These |
| Just back the fuck up of me, cuz you can’t get none a these |
| It’s that OG female comin straight up out the PP’s |
| So step to the side then raise the fuck up off me, brah |
| Cuz if I take it to that level I’ma light this motherfucker up |
| Now it’s on you, you better try to lose your shit |
| Cuz if you don’t, trust me I got you trick |
| You better try to choose it and lose it |
| Stay outta mine 'fore this shit get way stupid |
| These niggas I fuck with believe in passin gats |
| Can’t leave hoe, without my strap |
| Not givin a fuck about nothin |
| Slidin through the spot with my face mask muggin |
| Lookin motherfuckers up and down |
| It ain’t a future in your frontin |
| Why these fat niggas floatin around? |
| What happened to them real motherfuckin G’s? |
| Fake motherfuckers need to raise up offa these |