Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Posse Cut, artist - Wale. Album song Live from the Dmv, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
The Posse Cut |
Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me |
And I don’t give a fuck who don’t. |
Yeah, uh, okay |
Real niggas fuck wit us |
Fuck you if you feelin different |
Fuck you phony diamonds, fake bitches, and you lil get wits |
Prince georges to the district, I be there cause I live it |
Bought this shit from tuition, a couple years back aint seen my vision. |
Runnin this bitch like I do not care, O.G. |
nikes my shoes so rare |
Whole lotta haters wanna fight I swear, cause a nigga made yo wanna do my hair |
Twist me up, let me crank, rub my back, then let me lay, give me dome, |
then let me skate |
Yall bullshittin still goin off gates |
I remember when I used to bust a mac wit my eyes closed |
Then time rode, shawty choppin plus she get it showed |
You tryn cop, I don’t know you nigga, I don’t know |
You shop for hoes, I be searchin for them calicos |
Police be lurkin I be swearvin in the Tahoe |
I’m still young, still thuggin, I do what you don’t |
And you do what you can, make you less of a man |
His wife would fuck wit me and really he don’t understand |
Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me |
And I don’t give a fuck who don’t. |
Hi hater, a rivederci its Co-bizzy |
Hands on the paper, so far gone like I know Drizzy |
They talk about me, but they count live wit out me, |
I send my haters x and o’s, that’s how you feel about me |
I aint bullshittin wit rap, we handle matadors, the CP3 |
I just rap game, I bet my nigga score |
Flossy in my chip and peps, bitches and they neutrocepts |
My bitches ballin to the mya moore’s, YES |
I’m way better than all of them, way better than all of them |
Mr. I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin him |
Hate is the new love, wait, hate is the new drug |
I body every beat and tell em bet they black suits up |
Mr. Folarin said he got me trill rockin too, |
This the board administration nigga who the fuck are you? |
Pass me the purp, Imma smoke to this |
Getting money, duckin hatas, nigga I ain’t loafin biiitch |
Cobain |
Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me |
And I don’t give a fuck who don’t. |