| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel
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| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is
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| Catch me piped up, got the pipes out everywhere a nigga live
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| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?)
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit, ridin' around with a full clip
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| I got GPS on the opps, I wish a fuck nigga would trip
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| I wish a fuck nigga try me today
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| Try me today and got shot in the face
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| Play with some safe and you will be erased
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| Murder ain’t nothin' but a criminal case
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| Don’t be slippin', better pay attention
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| They gon' put you on a dead mission
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| They gon' point the fingers at the opps
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| Niggas ready for my shit to drop
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| Niggas ready for that FamGoon shit
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| They know I be on all the goon shit
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| They know I be on all the fuck shit
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| They know I be on all the bullshit
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| I be on it, I be on it, nigga
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| I am petty than a lonely nigga
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| I told my bitch she can’t come outside (Why?)
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| That pussy too good to be outside
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| Got no love for the other side
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| We gon' ride 'til them suckers die
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| We don’t fuck with the other side
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| I lost the feelings when my brother died
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| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel
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| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is
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| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live
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| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?)
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| My niggas witches
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| They keep something on 'em long as a broomstick
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| I’m on that bullshit, I’ll let the tool spit
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| I’ll get you dropped while I’m on a cruise ship (I'm gone)
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| You scary, go in that place with the pulpit
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| Or get wet like a pool, bitch
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| I’m in the trenches, I got on my full kit
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| You know a nigga gettin' smoked if I pull this
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| Ralo, get all of the choppers out
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| We gon' show niggas what drama 'bout
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| Opps keep calling my phone like
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| «Tee, why you keep riding past my mama house?»
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| Better show your face 'fore I run in that bitch
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| Tellin' me to chill, naw, fuck that shit
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| Tell that nigga don’t ride with no kids
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| You know I’m 'bout to throw a whole drum in that whip
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| Ain’t you fucking on famous bitches?
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| Why you still fucking with the hood hoes?
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| Don’t you got a mansion, why not go to Walmart?
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| Why you still fucking with the hood stores?
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| Why you still fucking with the custos, buying work?
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| Why you still tryna get the drugs sold?
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| Don’t you got a Bentley? |
| Why you riding in a 18-wheeler?
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| Bitch, that’s a truckload, I’m on that bullshit
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| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel
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| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is
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| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live
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| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?)
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| Yeah I’m on bullshit, still got a thirty clip
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| I’m 'bout that steppin', I get to pressin', I’m over bullshit
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| Try me, I send a blitz
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| Rap 'bout this shit, so I’m living it
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| Glock on me right now, you can get shot while we speakin'
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| Focused on mission, on Addies I geek
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| 24−7 on creep, we don’t sleep
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| I don’t show love, you get whacked where you eat
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| Free that boy Ralo, he shot on you geeks
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| Fifty some shots, let 'em sleep in the Jeep
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| Saved by the bells, ain’t talkin' bout Screech
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| Crash out in 'Raq cause I’m good in the street
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| I don’t sell a feature, I go sell a P
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| I got them numbers on deck, I’m rockin' different sets
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| Rollie busted, ran me forty
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| I’m thinking 'bout going baguettes
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| Flash out, trip by the 'jects
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| Look at me wrong, boy, get you stretched |
| I’m 'bout that foolishness, VL ruthless, huh
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| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel
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| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is
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| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live
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| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?)
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| We do not fuck with them niggas
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| We shoot that shit up and we don’t give a damn how they feeling
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| I got some niggas gon' run in there poppin' with cutters and kill everything in
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| the building, yeah
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| We on the shit that they not
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| Ayy, Ralo, we might just hit they whole block
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| Gon' crash on 'em with a bunch of Glocks
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| Talking broad day, nigga, fuck the opps (Nigga, fuck 'em)
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| Tell them lil' niggas don’t tempt me
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| My shit is fully, not semi, so boy, don’t you tempt me
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| I will just lose all my memory
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| Jump in that Bentley and ride until that bitch empty
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| Acting street but ain’t street niggas
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| I got no feelings for weak niggas
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| Trigger finger itch around you busters
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| So I don’t even like to greet niggas
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| Blicky and a strap, that’s a cold case, yeah
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| Hitters walk down, hit his whole face, yeah
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| Call big shots like a coach play, yeah
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| And they gon' hit the boy then relocate, yeah
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| They gon' do bodies on bodies
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| They gon' get so damn retarded, accept no apologies
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| I really ride like a Harley
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| It ain’t no warning when I’m out my body, I slide
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| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel
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| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is
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| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live
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| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?)
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| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit, I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit, I’m on that bullshit, yeah
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| I’m on that bullshit, I’m on that bullshit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bullshit , by - Ralo. Song from the album Free Ralo, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп