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letra de fuck nigga - hoodrich pablo juan

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[intro: lil chi chi]
man, you n-gg-s really shrimp, you n-gg-s really small
you n-gg-s something like peasants, man
we do not f-ck with you n-gg-s, man
back up, please back away from us, man
f-ck n-gg-s

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
no, we don’t f-ck with no f-ck n-gg-s
f-ck them, my chopper got nuts, n-gg-
you know what the f-ck going on with my pimping
it’s on me, n-gg-, you’ll never catch me slipping
i got good aim, i don’t need no extension
most of these n-gg-s, they act like some b-tches
got some young n-gg-s on making the hit list
these n-gg-s know that we f-cking they b-tches
no, we don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
no, we don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
i can’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s
scary p-ssy–ss duck n-gg-s
your momma know that you a f-ck n-gg-
your daddy know that you a f-ck n-gg-
your partner them, yeah, they some f-ck n-gg-s
i don’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s

[verse 1: neechie]
f-ck n-gg-s making me sick
i’ll walk around with a stick
put a n-gg- in the dirt
put a 30 in your shirt
i’ll have you wet as a b-tch
my diamonds yellow like p-ss
poured the water, got me f-cking your b-tch
broke steering wheel, whipping the bentley
i hit your block with a brick
turned a ten into a forty
and now my wrist a mcflurry
y’all n-gg-s cold as a b-tch
i’m having ice, i could f-ck your wife any night
you a football, but you need some stripes
catch you lacking, boy, it’s s.o.s. and yeah, we shoot on sight

[verse 2: lil duke]
can’t trust a n-gg-, i might bust a n-gg-
hit him up and won’t n-body know it
that talk is cheap, i’ll let that chopper speak
your body leaking, screaming for the lord
you pop that sh-t, ain’t no more stopping sh-t
pull up with choppers, we chopping sh-t
30/30, that’s that 60-clip
pablo hoodrich with them 60 crips
we pick it up state after state
letting these f-ck n-gg-s hate
f-ck the laws and the state
i ain’t got nothing but rats on my plate
and i want some racks in the safe
told these f-ck n-gg-s keep hating
pull up, riding in the wraith
this sh-t [?] you b-tches the bank

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
no, we don’t f-ck with no f-ck n-gg-s
f-ck them, my chopper got nuts, n-gg-
you know what the f-ck going on with my pimping
it’s on me, n-gg-, you’ll never catch me slipping
i got good aim, i don’t need no extension
most of these n-gg-s, they act like some b-tches
got some young n-gg-s on making the hit list
these n-gg-s know that we f-cking they b-tches
no, we don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
no, we don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
i can’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s
scary p-ssy–ss duck n-gg-s
your momma know that you a f-ck n-gg-
your daddy know that you a f-ck n-gg-
your partner them, yeah, they some f-ck n-gg-s
i don’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s

[verse 3: gunna]
we don’t f-ck ’round with no f-ck n-gg-s
pull up, hop out and they tucking their chain
made myself a boss and they know all my names
220 on the dash, ain’t talking ’bout dame
i’m a big dog and i run with great danes
i came from the block, i was serving them j’s
three for the five, had the block going crazy
been had finesse, i was born in the eighties
n-gg-s can’t try me, i’ve sent them to grady
dude wanna scr-p and left them on the pavement
you roll with gorillas, my n-gg-s apes
we smashing and p-ssing these b-tches, no saving
can’t f-ck with these n-gg-s, these n-gg-s be hating
been having flavor, i’ve been having paper
flew a pinto out to vegas
racked it up, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no haters

[verse 4: hoodrich pablo juan]
i swear to god, man, them p-ssy n-gg-s and them f-ck n-gg-s be the worst
you want to twitter beef, but it’s personal
these n-gg-s be asking for mercy
robbing and serving before i was rapping verses
these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s some turkeys
my n-gg-s kidnap and they lurk
protocol, n-gg-: we see you, we murking
i don’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s
i ain’t never pulled if i ain’t bust, n-gg-
from the streets, keep the pistol is a must, n-gg-
i got something for you fake tough n-gg-s
duck n-gg-s better duck, n-gg-
all of my n-gg-s don’t give no f-ck, n-gg-
chopper with the nuts, busting at f-ck n-gg-s
i’m in the streets with the crooks and the drug dealers

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
no, we don’t f-ck with no f-ck n-gg-s
f-ck them, my chopper got nuts, n-gg-
you know what the f-ck going on with my pimping
it’s on me, n-gg-, you’ll never catch me slipping
i got good aim, i don’t need no extension
most of these n-gg-s, they act like some b-tches
got some young n-gg-s on making the hit list
these n-gg-s know that we f-cking they b-tches
no, we don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
no, we don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
i can’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s
scary p-ssy–ss duck n-gg-s
your momma know that you a f-ck n-gg-
your daddy know that you a f-ck n-gg-
your partner them, yeah, they some f-ck n-gg-s
i don’t f-ck around with no f-ck n-gg-s

- hoodrich pablo juan

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