RJizzle - All The Way Lyrics

With a made-up mind
With a made-up mind
I can't seem to go all the way through

Separate me and you
We can tell who a leader
Cougar bitch hit my line
She was using a beeper
It's a cooler on the
But I call it a heater
Picking with that bitch brain
I ain't using a tweezer
I can't argue with no nigga
They a turn to a tweeter
They let Brodie out the jam
Boy he really a tweaker
Fat guy on the bottom of the gun named Peter
I ain't charging a hunnid
But I a wax for the feature

Boy the blick ain't named Bane
But it'll shoot a nigga up
Man this bitch real nasty
Two girls, one cup
Know a 10 that catch balls
But her last name ain't Kupp
You can call me Ro Ram
Or shit Ro Tup
I'm a king with a punch
Why she calling me Tut
Niggas fake diamonds
Boy, you ain't really cut
Couldn't get the hole in one
So they going for the putt
Couldn't hit him in the chin
So I'm going for the gut
Trying to build some legal money
I ain't going for the cuffs
And I'm buying real estate
What the f*ck is some buffs
Say he f*cking with me I think he drinking on some duffs
And I don't sing like Lil TJay
But you then said enough
(Nuf said)
Depend on how bad it get
Boy I might hold a grudge
Bitch keep trying to tick me off
Bet her life I won't budge

Said change in my brothas
On my life, I won't nudge
Seen some lean up in the jar
And that shit turn to sludge

Lean in the jar
Now that shit, mud
Gang in the car
Blowing big crud
Tripping in the bar
With a stick, up
Leave a nigga scarred
Get his bitch, f*cked
Big-ass blick
Yea, the clip, it got rounds in it
I ain't finna slip
Cause the whip, it got pounds in it

I don't even trip
I'm a drip, niggas drowning it
Ill hit his bitch
Talking shit I'm a wild nigga
Nigga, f*ck whoever hating on me
I'ma close the back
These pussy niggas waiting on me
Gotta cut the grass
These niggas get to snacking niggas
When I turn my back, my niggas
They went vacant, nigga
Niggas hating, niggas saying
I won't make it, nigga
Me and RJ having motion
I ain't faking, nigga
Caught a nigga by surprise
Thought I was playing with him
F*cked a bitch and said goodbye
Thought I was staying with her

Fell asleep on accident
Thought I was laying with her
Told her I don't give a f*ck
Think I'm playing with her
Can't be f*cking with no hoes
They be getting bitter
T got pounds in the house
He a babysitter
Niggas saying is it me
No, I'm getting bigger
Too many bullets in the house
We got cat litter
Nigga said he was a pit
He a little critter
Nigga ain't shot the gun yet
But got gun glitter
Nigga, why the f*ck you got a camo
Why the f*ck you got a gun with no ammo
Why you got so many opps, you ain't Rambo
I'll take a nigga bitch, but I ain't Lando
Free my nigga Ric
I remember you was laying low
Niggas wasn't with us
We was robbing through the Pet Sto'
I ain't even have a dog f*ck Petco
I'll hit a nigga in his stomach for the Pepto
(Pep Tho')