Outro (Rip nfant Tribute) E

Ain't on no rap shit, this really how my Life is. Swiss cheese shit, just to show him What that pipe did. Ain't on no rap shit, Really how my life is. Swiss cheese shit, just to show him that pipe Did. Rara do that shit. Ain't on no rap shit, this really how my Life is. Swiss cheese shit, just to show him What that pipe did. Room full of bitches, but That blower is my bitch. Every time it hit me, oh, damn, this some Hot shit. Nigga wanna act up,.40 make him Back up. Slide down his block and tear him Up until that bag come. We remember days when All we had shit was bad shit. Now I'm brand new like I fell up out The plastic. Drop dummy. My mama Told me, "Man, never trust no bitch nigga." Yeah, Swiss nigga, keep a fifty in your clip, Nigga. Let him trip, son, let that motherfucker Grip, son. Your mama made a ho 'cause we Deserve it, this, huh? Man hear your ass is so mad, he gon' Grip somethin'. Let a nigga breathe then pick him Off when his bitch come. Pop-pop sicken, lil' bitch, we got big drums. You can lose a leg and your thigh, you Gotta pick one. Juggs on third base with that Gy, he wanna say somethin'. Breakin' everything, he ain't really tryna build Nothin'. Slimey ass top poppin', fuck a nigga Eardrum. Baby ass niggas but my wolves out here Bear huntin'. Ayy, Sleazy, you don't wanna go that part. Slide his bitch back and get to fuckin' up His back part. Racks be comin' out the basement now. If a nigga play for, we gon' fuck up A nigga eatin'. Saran wrap his head, we gon' Fuck up a nigga breathin', like. Big thirty sticks on my lap part, that part. Slide his bitch back and get to fuckin' up His back part. JT Sleazy, you don't wanna go To that part. Rap beef long, you better rap With that strap, boy. Round up a pause, watch A flock of 'em we clap, boy. You shoulda caught the track for what's on that Ball cap, boy. Welcome to the zoo, the jungle To be exact. Every jaw cross these lines, He racin' right off the map. Bitch, we struggle in them places vacant before the Trap. Ain't no handin' out snakes if we serve Him right in the back. For the strap, ayy, We some motherfuckin' donkeys. Got it out the sewer, so the paper a Lil' funky. Nigga give me gy, shout out to Mick, I got it on me. Four nick, fifty bitch, so I'm saggin' off by My lonely, ayy. Ayy, This shit's never been regular. I pour fours and they shudder. I go low, I break four holes and get The cheddar up. Whole clip hit a nigga face And it don't let up. Red bottom and you snitchin' and the feds got 'em. The game finally snitchin', we trippin', we Headshot 'em. I'm back-back sippin', I'm trippin', A damn problem. A bad bitch pullin' my zipper, She head bobbin'. Niggas dyin' for some shit they Don't know about. Long Live Tunny Man. Fuck school, told my mama drop out. Young boy, bitch, I'm really with the hop out. And bullshit is what you fuck niggas knob out. You fuck with my goons, nigga, you could get Knocked off. Slide down the wrong block and get Knocked off. It make no cubes around your neck, Bitch, them knockoffs. I ain't gotta make a move, I get him knocked off. Fuckin' with the wrong Niggas, you could get knocked off. I do this shit for Tunny Man. Foreigns, remember hoppin' in buckets tryna tape a Nap. Y'all ain't never been through that. Pull up, creep up in the back. Sparks is black, I'm sober when I'm sippin' Cack.