Nigga not real
They talk kap in they song
Big 4 fifth
Gon do his ass wrong
Big Choppa
Ion need to kneel
Yeah My arms strong
Long k
Hit his ass
All the way from Hong kong
Me and sensei
We playin ping pong
Here kome 12
O shit (ding dong(door bell))
Nigga in my way
He get ripped like a bong
Talk all dat shit u get hit like a gong
Me and sensei beat on his head
Smack him again
He turning red
Blast at his head
Make sure he dead
Got my soowoo flag
Wrapped around my head
I got yo bitxh
She gimmie head
Suck me like it's lipo
Nigga You ugly
Like the lizard from geico
Talking dat shi u get hit in yo spinal
Roll you like kayno
She all on my dick
I blast like volcano
Nigga u fake
U sipping on niquil
Don't fukk wit big money
My nigga we psyco
Nigga you pussy
Like a bitxh on her cycle
Feel like a Soulja
Boy I toat dracos
Don't fukk witxhu fake hoes
You wear da same clothes
Bad lil bitxh
She not from Barbados
Fukk wit her
I'll draw you niggas some halos
This k ain't to play wit
Lil nigga it's heavy
Put his brain on a plate like da shit spaghetti
Yo bitxh want me
I'm all in her dreams
You'd think my name Freddy
This Mac not tucked
Lil nigga I'm ready
Hit me a lick
Now I'm off in the Chevy
Need to keep chasing this money
Ain't got no blessing
When shit hard don't stop that is my lesson
Ion do drugs like you niggas
And I'm still not stressing
Bitxh I still grind
I make my own blessings
Don't fukk wit my fam
I'll turn you to pastense
Killed my big homie
Boi I been mad sense
BlackMagic - Talm About (feat. Sensei) Lyrics
BlackMagic - Talm About (feat. Sensei) Lyrics
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Nigga not real
They talk kap in they song
Big 4 fifth
Gon do his ass wrong
Big Choppa
Ion need to kneel
Yeah My arms strong
Long k
Hit his ass
All the way from Hong kong
Me and sensei
We playin ping pong
Here kome 12
O shit (ding dong(door bell))
Nigga in my way
He get ripped like a bong
Talk all dat shit u get hit like a gong
Me and sensei beat on his head
Smack him again
He turning red
Blast at his head
Make sure he dead
Got my soowoo flag
Wrapped around my head
I got yo bitxh
She gimmie head
Suck me like it's lipo
Nigga You ugly
Like the lizard from geico
Talking dat shi u get hit in yo spinal
Roll you like kayno
She all on my dick
I blast like volcano
Nigga u fake
U sipping on niquil
Don't fukk wit big money
My nigga we psyco
Nigga you pussy
Like a bitxh on her cycle
Feel like a Soulja
Boy I toat dracos
Don't fukk witxhu fake hoes
You wear da same clothes
Bad lil bitxh
She not from Barbados
Fukk wit her
I'll draw you niggas some halos
This k ain't to play wit
Lil nigga it's heavy
Put his brain on a plate like da shit spaghetti
Yo bitxh want me
I'm all in her dreams
You'd think my name Freddy
This Mac not tucked
Lil nigga I'm ready
Hit me a lick
Now I'm off in the Chevy
Need to keep chasing this money
Ain't got no blessing
When shit hard don't stop that is my lesson
Ion do drugs like you niggas
And I'm still not stressing
Bitxh I still grind
I make my own blessings
Don't fukk wit my fam
I'll turn you to pastense
Killed my big homie
Boi I been mad sense
They talk kap in they song
Big 4 fifth
Gon do his ass wrong
Big Choppa
Ion need to kneel
Yeah My arms strong
Long k
Hit his ass
All the way from Hong kong
Me and sensei
We playin ping pong
Here kome 12
O shit (ding dong(door bell))
Nigga in my way
He get ripped like a bong
Talk all dat shit u get hit like a gong
Me and sensei beat on his head
Smack him again
He turning red
Blast at his head
Make sure he dead
Got my soowoo flag
Wrapped around my head
I got yo bitxh
She gimmie head
Suck me like it's lipo
Nigga You ugly
Like the lizard from geico
Talking dat shi u get hit in yo spinal
Roll you like kayno
She all on my dick
I blast like volcano
Nigga u fake
U sipping on niquil
Don't fukk wit big money
My nigga we psyco
Nigga you pussy
Like a bitxh on her cycle
Feel like a Soulja
Boy I toat dracos
Don't fukk witxhu fake hoes
You wear da same clothes
Bad lil bitxh
She not from Barbados
Fukk wit her
I'll draw you niggas some halos
This k ain't to play wit
Lil nigga it's heavy
Put his brain on a plate like da shit spaghetti
Yo bitxh want me
I'm all in her dreams
You'd think my name Freddy
This Mac not tucked
Lil nigga I'm ready
Hit me a lick
Now I'm off in the Chevy
Need to keep chasing this money
Ain't got no blessing
When shit hard don't stop that is my lesson
Ion do drugs like you niggas
And I'm still not stressing
Bitxh I still grind
I make my own blessings
Don't fukk wit my fam
I'll turn you to pastense
Killed my big homie
Boi I been mad sense
Writer: michael edmondson
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