![Never - J-Love, RZA, Free Murda](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/32847521332033925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 12.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: J-LOVE E.N.T
Song language: English
Never |
Yo, it makes no sense |
Why the fuck is y’all niggas so dense? |
Trying to jump the fence |
You trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents |
Like this nigga Flint, he had no fucking sense |
Trying to disrespect the Prince, make a hit like Bucky Dent |
Money clip clenched, all his dollars and cents |
Wouldn’t give a dime to a wench |
Even though catching cream was a cinch |
From still penny pinch on the park bench |
Holding his nine inch tight as a wrench |
Bent til' his eye squint |
FZA-FZA-FZA-Flusty from the dust, you could smell the stench |
Money green cream from wintergreen mints |
Spent his time in limousines, slightly tint |
Wherever he went, cause an incident |
With 10 henchmen jumping outta doors, suspension Lincoln |
Ready for lynching any competition, thinking |
They could catch him while he be drinking |
Big niggas be shrinking when he come through |
A major player, said he was the Alpha and Omega |
But still slipped the 40 ounce from the local bodega |
Wait… wait, this fucker, Money Talk like Chris Tucker |
Bitch stuck a shoe game like Miss Rucker |
Never give your gun to a friend |
'Cause he’ll never bring it over again |
Never leave your ho alone |
With your dog, 'cause he might try to bury his bone |
What’s this O talk about, she used to have blocks |
I don’t wanna hear about ya man crack spots |
I don’t wanna hear about that van with black Glocks |
About 102 of us like the dogs wit' the black dots |
Better keep ya mind and ya hand on that stashbox |
We rolled up with more cars than that Matchbox |
Pop one right in ya chat box, niggas don’t wanna gatbox |
They wan' chatbox, my gat cocked |
Have niggas taking up back blocks |
Can’t walk through the middle 'cause they talk just a little |
Too much, niggas want more than a little |
That’s too much, for a draw, send a dog to his kennel |
He boozed up, like a plumber, keep my tools up |
I’m icy, the R.L. Stine, I got the Goosebumps |
Got hit in the head, that’s how he dumbfounded |
Got hit so much he thought he was surrounded |
Now I’m lounging, been had them thousands |
Free stack more bricks than a project housing |
My guns make Five Hearts Beat, like Robert Townsend |
I be five cars deep, right in ya town, son |
Talking all slick 'til I send that kite |
He ain’t «Three's Company», pumping Nicks at Nite |
We ain’t need company, we got chicks at night |
Niggas need company 'cause we got fifths at night (blaow!) |
Never give your gun to a friend |
'Cause he’ll never bring it over again |
Never leave your ho alone |
With your dog, 'cause he might try to bury his bone |
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