Sha Hef - Hunnit Round Hef lyrics

[Intro] Hunnit round Hef I be handy with the [?] (ungh) Disrespect the family, put the [?] to your granny (yeah) Slid your baby momma on her way to get a mani' (uh, huh) Fingerf** her in the [?] and put my handle in the [?] (True) [Verse 1] Police pull us over the pedrico in the fanny We be pulling triggers, only thing you pull is hammys We be selling grams, don't give a f** about a grammy Get the crutches for these s**ers, heard these n***as can't Stand me See me then they panic, I'm a Black Market bandit Supply it they demand it, 'bout my green like Captain Planet My hoe's bad like Janet, haters can't understand it These n***as wanna be me when they see me they like damn it They say a penny for your thoughts but i say f** that Quarter of the sour where my nuts at, f** rap, trap life n***a fix your face you better act right Put bullets in your scalp like some head lice These n***as know I'm dead nice, 2Pac Tre-Eight and that new Glock Twenty Thousand dollars in my shoe box And a hammer in my toolbox Tool time, sipping on that moonshine Started rapping now I got a new grind True no 2chainz, n***as at the bottom of the food chain Spit fire like I drank a fifth of butane You too lame, oh you bang? What you claim? Little n***a you don't really move 'caine Don't sell weed and don't move pills, what you slang? I got the mental of a manic depressant High off that herbal essence Ditching discretion I'm reckless with every f**ing sentence Skipped out on court to get high I'm ducking the f**ing sentence I'm the definition of ruckus, rushing the f**ing entrance b**hes I bust and duck 'em, pa** 'em off to f** my henchman, cruel intentions, demented Couple of things I forgot to mention I was foul from a youngin' Thugging, like f** detention I'm in another dimension Still sleeping n***a better pay attention All these thoughts in my brain Got a n***a 'bout to go insane [??], but i'm [??] that Kurt Cobain Never got a lot a love all a young n***a really know is pain They got my n***as in the jail, now them n***as trying to put me in the chains Baby girl I ain't trying to f** all a young n***a really want Is brains Next dirty cop try to frame me, I'm put a bullet in his brains All my n***as gonna ride, every n***a stay in there own lane What your set? What you claim? Throw It up Let 'em know you gon' bang [Hook](x2) If it's true indeed I got what you need Money, hoes and weed Can't waste no time Money on my mind Steady on my grind Lead a life of crime And I can't look back I gotta move these raps I gotta move these packs I gotta get these stacks And i can't look back And i can't look back, And i can't look back And i can't look back ..It's true indeed I got what you need..