Jayo Felony - Hurt That n***a lyrics

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Jayo Felony - Hurt That n***a lyrics

[Jayo Felony] Shut up n***a. Pa** that muthaf**in weed Let's go ride on this n***a homie, cuz There go one right there loc Get that n***a Bring your muthaf**in a**, ni**a! I knew I was gonna have a whole lot of drama After the first baby mama Rob four all the titty member how they did beloved mama k**ed the b**h (?) come back from the dead with flies in ya mouth Buried the body, sold the house, then I fly down south My family don't understand me k**ed them and me Punchin holes in the wall forgot a ran and nose candy We cold-hearted and strong, you heartless and wrong And I'm sniffin in sh** tell the cartilage is gone I'm the stone cold heavyweight that'll bait you in Put you down with my team fool, and make you win I laid the Cut with mouth shut 47 sprayed Prepare for the outcome and pray for my prey Then we getting shotty k** a bitin n***a with Young Gotti Then we eat a pork chop meal and we all dead body With extra gravy n***a, bottles said he couldn't save me n***a Ya man done tried to grab the gun and made me k**a, yeah! [Chorus: Jayo] (2x) Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that n***a I'll make six men carry and dirt that n***a Put some b**hes all in to work that n***a Take my .38 special and red shirt that n***a [Soopafly] n***as better step the f** back I'm ready for war Napalm bomb strickin close range I'm raw You can't star, blinded by the gleam of the par I teach y'all the Soopafly ways of the law Let me shimmy shake rock whether you like it or not You lay up with hoes I make a b**h sleep on a cot Top of the chart, the underground straight from the pound I bust by round by round by round and round I'm in concert for servin n***as get yo ticket I lock a n***a out, good cop giminy cricket Watch out, I stick like stuck-o Make 'em say "uh oh" Motto is to trust no b**h you let the mutt go Yo, I stay crackin, shut yo trap black and stay back in Yo I break 'em you rack 'em b**hes, I mack 'em Bit game, I'm gonna teach you latnum n***as talk sh** I put on my dance shoes and tap 'em n***as get broked up crapped out Bent over with your backs out I circle like a track route I screw more n***as than a frat house Joined to camp to step up to get stepped, Yo [Chorus: Soopafly] (2x) (3rd line changes to b**hes 2nd time) Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that n***a I'll make six men carry and dirt that n***a I send some hoes, man, to work that n***a Pull out the .4-5 special and red shirt that n***a [Bridge: ??] Some n***as come right some n***as come wrong We can (?) until the dawn On and on and on and on Blast until the breath is gone [Soopafly] If it's d**h that you want it's d**h that you gettin Good life and good riddins, get them wigs to splittin I measure n***as for they casket fits Past tenants get erased off the face of the earth k**in for turf The "Cha cha" give it up quick Double up, I double my grip Quicker than set trip Get wet tip of my tech rips ya neck Gents fall it hit y'all Like six draw, leavin bullets on the wall [Jayo Felony] Try to set me up and blast me Couldn't get past me I heard someone shot 'im up with body acid, nasty Talk sh** but you ran, n***a you shook wit it I take the RI Saprano and shoot you wit it k**a, I spit this sh** fo' real, n***a get back No more eattin egg yolk I put sick to the six pack I'm harder than the hardest hardcore n***a get ya sh** right Or get your project bricks clipped tonight, b**h [Chorus: Jayo] Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that n***a I'll make six men carry and dirt that n***a Put some b**hes all in to work that n***a Take my .38 special and red shirt that n***a [Chorus: Soopafly] Y'all better tell, cuz I hurt that n***a I'll make six men carry and dirt that n***a I'll send some hoes over to work that n***a Pull out the .4-5 special and red shirt that n***a

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