"Yao Ming" lyrics
Uh (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm trappin' and rappin', I'm makin' it one way
A hunnid thousand, gotta put it on one place (Uh, uh, uh, walk down)
With Scooter was here for the jugg scene, nigga, rest in peace to Jugg King
[?] from the shit I seen (Uh, uh), a million dollars, that's american dream (Walk down)
Burn with the racks, don't make no scene, stackin' them bodies by all means
Streets fucked the price on the lean, but I'm still gettin' it by all means (Uh, deliver the Wock')
Sippin' a cup, ain't no kissin' a slut (Uh, uh), I be keepin' it cool, but stick dick in her gut (Dick in her, uh)
If the location right, then we fillin' it up, literally a hunnid-some shells in the back of a truck (Walk down, dumpin' that, let's go)
Uh, nigga, they know how the choir sing (They know how that choir, uh)
A nigga got put in a casket, don't know what happened, shoot back like Yao Ming
Never passed on my classes, you know I went dummy, I went got some motion and ran up my money (Uh)
Stuffin' them racks with old blue hunnids (Uh), I'm still poppin' out every day with new money
Get a grower, get packs and I thump it (Thump it), ain't that crazy? Turned nothin' from somethin' (How?)
Come to Memphis, this shit just like Compton, got bank city [?] lil' bruh got a chopper, a hunnid
Came out from the dungeon, live the life the judge gon' try to punish
Walk on a beat and I punch it, know Lil Double gon' get on this beat, go dummy
Goin' Hellcat two hunnid (Hunnid, uh, uh), know one thing I'ma do, go me get me some money
Smokin' dead opps, poppin' these politics (Uh, uh), still be thinkin' 'bout my dead homies
Can't fuck with lil' buddy, he soft as a teddy bear, that nigga turned to a ted on me (Turned to a ted on me)
Fuck the broke nigga, his music had flopped (Uh) and the label dropped him, so he dead, homie
Uh (Yeah), walk down, nigga know I created my sound
Niggas talkin' 'bout they was trained to go, whole time niggas trained get in the ground (Uh)
Sippin' through pint got my attitude wild, he ain't my son, nigga get treated like a child (A child)
Bitch-ass nigga, Double 0 really don't fuck with these niggas, they know I get down
Every day gettin' richer, the feds tryna do a sweep probably, I ain't takin' no picture (No)
Poppin' out probably daily with killers, you the type of nigga get robbed for your skrilla (Give me that, yeah)
He need a cat, tryna [?] his nigga [?] broad day break a nigga
Fuck her for the drop 'cause she lay with them niggas, never tryna get a relationship with 'em
Grindin' twenty-four hours, that shit make me richer, stay down with the grind and I never did get why they
Broke, they mad, they bitch gon' get fucked, bro up the road, every time I'ma pick up (No rap)
Ayy, everything I say ain't no rap, y'all know pull up and down [?]
Walk down, ayy
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I'm trappin' and rappin', I'm makin' it one way
A hunnid thousand, gotta put it on one place (Uh, uh, uh, walk down)
With Scooter was here for the jugg scene, nigga, rest in peace to Jugg King
[?] from the shit I seen (Uh, uh), a million dollars, that's american dream (Walk down)
Burn with the racks, don't make no scene, stackin' them bodies by all means
Streets fucked the price on the lean, but I'm still gettin' it by all means (Uh, deliver the Wock')
Sippin' a cup, ain't no kissin' a slut (Uh, uh), I be keepin' it cool, but stick dick in her gut (Dick in her, uh)
If the location right, then we fillin' it up, literally a hunnid-some shells in the back of a truck (Walk down, dumpin' that, let's go)
Uh, nigga, they know how the choir sing (They know how that choir, uh)
A nigga got put in a casket, don't know what happened, shoot back like Yao Ming
Never passed on my classes, you know I went dummy, I went got some motion and ran up my money (Uh)
Stuffin' them racks with old blue hunnids (Uh), I'm still poppin' out every day with new money
Get a grower, get packs and I thump it (Thump it), ain't that crazy? Turned nothin' from somethin' (How?)
Come to Memphis, this shit just like Compton, got bank city [?] lil' bruh got a chopper, a hunnid
Came out from the dungeon, live the life the judge gon' try to punish
Walk on a beat and I punch it, know Lil Double gon' get on this beat, go dummy
Goin' Hellcat two hunnid (Hunnid, uh, uh), know one thing I'ma do, go me get me some money
Smokin' dead opps, poppin' these politics (Uh, uh), still be thinkin' 'bout my dead homies
Can't fuck with lil' buddy, he soft as a teddy bear, that nigga turned to a ted on me (Turned to a ted on me)
Fuck the broke nigga, his music had flopped (Uh) and the label dropped him, so he dead, homie
Uh (Yeah), walk down, nigga know I created my sound
Niggas talkin' 'bout they was trained to go, whole time niggas trained get in the ground (Uh)
Sippin' through pint got my attitude wild, he ain't my son, nigga get treated like a child (A child)
Bitch-ass nigga, Double 0 really don't fuck with these niggas, they know I get down
Every day gettin' richer, the feds tryna do a sweep probably, I ain't takin' no picture (No)
Poppin' out probably daily with killers, you the type of nigga get robbed for your skrilla (Give me that, yeah)
He need a cat, tryna [?] his nigga [?] broad day break a nigga
Fuck her for the drop 'cause she lay with them niggas, never tryna get a relationship with 'em
Grindin' twenty-four hours, that shit make me richer, stay down with the grind and I never did get why they
Broke, they mad, they bitch gon' get fucked, bro up the road, every time I'ma pick up (No rap)
Ayy, everything I say ain't no rap, y'all know pull up and down [?]
Walk down, ayy
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