4 s Different Lyrics[Verse 1]
It's all right for chopping you giant ass niggas down to bits
T-E-U-C-E is costly making hits
Test a man with a full clip, one in the chamber mane
Spit more loose than a number two pencil radiator
Yeah, I got him catching his ass with a clothes hanger
Nuts deflate, pour his blood in a strainer
I'm stepping on toast in '96, taking on bullshit from yo' bosses
Missing out niggas from the Benjy, I ain't got a mother
I got my nine in my hand and I'm ready to roll
I'm ready to go kick and warn, and deep lemon ass nigga doe
Fragile Lance, niggas killing meats in the city streets
Talking about they fuck up, but you know that D-O-G
Nigga give me some, put some in my fucking hand
Let me work some of that dough, so I can be the bigger man
Nigga, you wouldn't give me nothing, so I had to say thang
I'm calling my road niggas, but now let's go and get them
[Verse 2]
Nigga give me some, put some in my fucking hand
Let me work some of that dough, so I can be the bigger man
Nigga give me some, put some in my fucking hand
Let me work some of that dough, so I can be the bigger man
Some in my fucking hand, some in my fucking hand
Nigga give me some, put some in my fucking hand
Some in my fucking hand, some in my fucking hand
Nigga give me some, put some in my fucking handYou might also like