Rich Homie Quan - f** n***a (Johnny Cinco Diss) lyrics

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Rich Homie Quan - f** n***a (Johnny Cinco Diss) lyrics

[Intro:] Say they gave the wrong young n***a money, you funny I don't know a n***a by cinco Boy your real name johnny Seen my little brother with my equipment Then your a** got to running Get J Cutler Michael Turner on the goal line you the type to fumble You ain't really come from nothin Boy I came from the slums Rich homie they dun gave the wrong young n***a money First imma go get the choppers Then I'm gon go get the mac Pistols hanging out the rari We shooting at all of they a** Grown n***a money, grown n***a money They gave the wrong n***a money, wrong n***a money Grown n***a money, grown n***a money They dun gave the wrong n***a money, wrong n***a money [Verse 1:] Pulled up brand new car Looking like you can't even afford this little n***a Talking out the side of your mouth Better zip lock that before your a** get k**ed n***a Talking hard but we know you ain't built n***a My squad got nothin but them rich n***as You squad got nothin but them b**ch n***as Body guard boy yo a** better stick with him Got bars and you know that I'm sick wit it 5 cars and I'm goin on 6 n***a 2 spots downtown and I live in them That sh*t you talkin I been did it That b**ch you cuffin I been hit her These n***as gettin soft, chinchilla You ain't reala, than me n***a OGs f**k with me everyday I be with them I was selling out the trunk like P.Miller When I was just coming up as a beggina I ain't never give a f**k about these n***as They ain't never gave a f**k bout me neither I ain't never put my trust in no people Comin up momma always said you need jesus I was grindin extra hard like rocky (like rocky) In tha mother-f**kin deep freezer I ain't never ever been a f**k n***a And my homie I ain't never change up n***a Are you mad cause I f**ked the game up n***a? Body bag for these lame a** f**k n***as The pharmacy f**k with me Still got medicine in my cup n***a Come and see whats up with me I dun been alot of sh*t But I ain't never been a f**k n***a [Hook:] I ain't never been a f**k n***a I ain't never been a f**k n***a Never been a f**k n***a I ain't never been a f**k n***a I dun been a lot of sh*t But I never been a f**k n***a I ain't never been no f**k n***a I ain't never been a f**k n***a Never been a f**k n***a Never been a f**k n***a See a f**k n***a shoot a f**k n***a [x4] [Verse 2:] Boy you be talking alot I ain't heard nothin that you sayin Yea you know money bring power In 2 weeks made 100 bands Never been a f**k n***a Show you whats up n***a we can throw hands And a lot of tips go When I'm in the strip club Gotta throw bands Yea you see me on tv But a n***a still in the street Yea I got 2 felonies But I'm still walkin round with that heat And I'm down with that beef I'll make a n***a eat it Tryna sound like me cause ya a** can't be me Imma send shots so yo a** better duck n***a You know whats up n***a Yea I dun been broke n***a But I ain't never been a f**k n***a [Hook]

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