Manuel Dinis Junior - 66 lyrics

I Ain't The n***a You Thought i Was f** Out My Circle You n***as Soft Say You Get M's, Quick To Run It Up You Girl In my room and we doing such I can tell that yo girl she don't love ya I can tell that yo girl she don't love ya Never trusted a women in life But i be think: Boy' who gives a fu*k ?! Reppin The bay That's My City b**h tatted my name on her Titties f** n***a b**h, She been Cheating Thought she was good but she freaky Trill with the Swag, Boy I'm Jiggy 8 let's Go back Its Two Fifty 8 Lets Go back It's Two Fifty Gang With The Boyz we been twisting Heard that You think that I'm co*ky sh** Is True and I'm Honest Talking too Long, You Get Blocked Steph With The ball, I'm Still Balling n***as Ain't True, They Been Lying M.O.B. With The crew, We been Wilding Answer The Phone, Money Calling High in The hills, On a Monday Look Bro! young n***a Loco Reppin T GvnG, But I'm Still Mobbing Solo Flow Be So Sick, Ja' Bebi' todo Sorro! Str8 In The booth, Chopping Up, Call Me Zorro Pa** me sum water Rhymes always hot, b**hes Know i spit fire sh** on You Boys, n***a gimme the diaper Bars i got plenty, you get when you locked Work on The Low Till i Fill my back pockets Slow on my high, still i speed like a rocket Bro never snitch, that's the kid that I'm proud of Shade on a kid, better know that I'm solid Focus Yung Boy, i stay Loud on my silence [[Hoo2x]] Talking off about bro You f**ing love it, b**h i know, know, know! I be always on the Move! I be always on the low, low, low [[Bridge]] See me ?! I'm all about my piece Sipping on my juice, still I'm blink on yo b**h G Code on my thoughts, I'm just sticked to them sh**s First thing when i get rich, Buy a Clip, That's what i Need G sh** Yeah! Yeah G sh**! [[Verse]] Henny on hand, imma get really wasted She tip on my thang, i can feel that she crazy Dick'er to the floor, f** You Thought who was playing Do what want & i stunt on a feds! Smokin the weed 4 the medicine Way That I'm high all i See Is lit Only the real that I'm riding with f** out my face, Word To Angel, b**h! Wanna get high, know I'm selling sumn Paper on deck, I'm just Finna count I really don't care if you n***as hate No we not the same, I'm too f**ing Crazy f**ing the count like I'm Freddy Gibbs Serving a brick for this dope fiends Burning my fingers before i trip Don't worry my n***a! i got this B Getting addicted to Heavy sh** Keep a Bud Rolled, i never trip! I don't k** Them with kindness, i "murk'em", b**h! I Be Going So Hard, Till I Sign a Deal Wanna brag about mines, wanna pay my bills It ain't never enough till u flush of it See me grinding B [[Hoo2x]] Talking off about bro You f**ing love it, b**h i know, know, know! I be always on the Move! I be always on the low, low, low [[Bridge]] See me ?! I'm all about my piece Sipping on my juice, still I'm blink on yo b**h G Code on my thoughts, I'm just sticked to them sh**s First thing when i get rich, Buy a Clip, That's what i Need BOY! Yor opinion annoying Get the f** about zone Dont fuk wit me, dont get me wrong Shut the f** up when i talk I kno you see me how i Go! As a matter of fact, im f**ing Gone Hoe