Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What's the Issue , by - LUD FOE. Release date: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What's the Issue |
| You can look into my eyes, see the demon in me |
| She wanna have my baby, she like put that semen in me |
| I told my niggas let em live bring that nigga to me |
| I’m so anonymous and ain’t no nigga bigger than me |
| My niggas kill for money, but for me they kill ya for free |
| When you jumped off that porch niggas in the middle of the street |
| Better be cool cause if you don’t I’ll hit ya ass with that heat |
| I told my mom I’m on a mission to take over the streets |
| I’m in that big body Bentley, pistol under the seat |
| I make these big booty bitches wash the dishes for me |
| And if you yelling bout some beef, bet not be mentioning me |
| Bitch my shades cost a G, double G’s on my feet |
| She eat my babies, I refuse to take a bitch out to eat |
| We got 380's, Mac 11's, and we got 223's |
| Michael Jordan’s on my feet bitch that’s 223's |
| I just bought me a finger choppa for a couple of thieves |
| It ain’t no pressure, get ya kill for a couple of fee’s |
| We ridin foregin, put some bullet holes in ya entry |
| Dope man sellin dope, bitch how many ya need |
| She said Lud Foe is you gon fuck me |
| I said bitch I’ll see, she said Lud Foe you burning up |
| I told that bitch I agree |
| I gotta shout out Mama Dukes, just for raising the Beast |
| I name these bullets Tylenol put you pussy’s to sleep, aye I put the pussy to |
| sleep |
| This nigga said he coming for me, but when I run into that Nigga he be running |
| from me, bitch |
| Lil nigga you get RIP’ED, Balmain’s on me use to rock |
| LRG’S bitch |
| I fucked this bitch named Victoria, and she keep begging me to keep her a |
| seeeecret |
| I hit the mall buy it all, fuck a check up |
| Lil nigga I ain’t really with that cheap shit |
| I seen him on the internet tryna sneak diss, but I know he ain’t Really with |
| that street shit |
| Nina ross, she a freak bitch make her tongue kiss |
| Any nigga wanna sneak diss |
| We pull up on ya ass with them Glocks out |
| Mistake me for a janitor the way I bring them mops out |
| He running out of time he done clocked out |
| I tote a Glock, but I still can box you get knocked out |
| Remember selling poles at the trap house |
| Now I’m doing shows adding money in my stash house |
| He fucking with me wrong I’d spazz out |
| Ain’t shit to put some money on his head I’ll cash out |
| Nigga, there’s shooters that ain’t shoot at shit |
| We pull up on you with them extended clips on that movie shit |
| Nigga, I heard you on that goofy shit, hating ass nigga |
| On my dick on that groupie shit |
| Nigga, already know we do this shit, all my niggas win we ain’t really with |
| that losing shit |
| You figure, you thinking that we cool and shit |
| Dissing in ya raps 'Ima show you how the uzi spit |
| I’m off pills and liquor, riding with the steel finna kill a nigga bitch. |
| And no I don’t feel these niggas |
| What’s a fucking monkey to a real gorilla bitch |
| We riding late on that hot shit, I snuck inside the club |
| With the slump free, fresher than the cock pit |
| I’m a young nigga dripped in gold |
| I’ma go getter, she keep thinking she my girlfriend |
| I don’t go with her |
| I got heart, fuck a body guard, I fear no nigga |
| Play it smart If you don’t play ya part, you a smoke nigga |
| I run them bands up fast, never been a slow nigga |
| Hit the gas, do the dash, murcielago nigga |
| I’m out West 290, I’m a young Chicagorilla |
| He know where to find us, if he tryna bombard with us |
| Put them bullet holes in ya anus, if you fuck with us |
| And we gon make a fuck nigga famous put him on a picture |
| We roll a fuck nigga like a swisher, make a nigga bitch |
| Suck my dick then I dismiss her |
| She crying, ya mama need some tissue |
| When it hit you, now ya mama miss you |
| FUCK NIGGA WHAT’S THE ISSUE! |