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Ying Yang Twins - Dispose Of Broadz Lyrics

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  • I don't give a ***** about these Nigga's or these hoes
  • Don't you ever, don't you ever
  • Make me spit on yo ass *****!!! ahh-ha
  • Verse One:
  • ***** them hoes, let 'em bounce
  • Known for kickin' *****es out, all they wanna do
  • Is sneak a blunt or two out yo house
  • Try to help us, with a plan guard yo grill and watch yo back
  • *****es known for showin' other nigga's where you kick it at
  • Might be a hard head, might be a soldier thug
  • With a ***** got him sick, if he a sucker for love *****
  • His nigga's better show him who unified
  • To get respect you got to play, watch them hoes step aside
  • *****! I'm just like you
  • *****! I smoke weed to
  • *****! I need gee'z so look
  • *****! I don't need you all y'all can suck my
  • I don't give a *****! die! now ***** bye!
  • You blowin' my high!
  • Chorus:
  • I love myself, I hug myself an if
  • I had a ***** I ***** myself
  • See real ass nigga's don't fold to fold
  • Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz
  • Now who in the hell came here to stop me
  • I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
  • Now who in the hell came to get it started
  • I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
  • {2x}
  • Verse Two:
  • ***** these nigga's who dropped me on my head
  • When I was younger, I did some wild shit
  • To make these nigga's wonder
  • Am I craze, or am I straight sick
  • Round with these *****in' lunatic's
  • You talk shit! You get yo wig split!
  • If you wanna try me!
  • You must be ready to die *****!
  • I ain't scared to die *****!
  • Ya see it's just a hobby!
  • God gave me time, I was game from my birth
  • I couldn't let the shit go to waist
  • I had to put this shit to work
  • I'm just a ghetto ass nigga!
  • With the street knowledge I was gave!
  • You try to play! Run up on this 12-gage!
  • Hell nah! hit a tree, had to go help him up
  • You shouldn't have never *****ed up!
  • Now you lookin' *****ed up!
  • Blew his head clean off his shoulder
  • I was all ready gone, before anybody showed up
  • Got away clean, like some Jean's when you wash 'em
  • Trill ass soldier's ain't no way you can stop us *****!
  • Chorus
  • Verse Three:
  • I be bustin' nut's on yo baby mama, baby head
  • Why you be gangster, somebody got 'em keep 'em fed
  • When I fed to the point where I be bakin' bread
  • I mean fed to the point where I be servin' head
  • Now look, that don't mean I'm try'na sound bad and shit
  • When I stab that trick, you can have the *****
  • Grab yo *****, you need to try to train yo *****
  • Tame yo *****, cuz she be runnin' game ya *****
  • Now you all in a nigga grill, lookin' all swole
  • Picturin' how ya slipped off, trustin' in them hoes
  • No damn well, that yo Mom taught ya better cuz
  • A ***** will get'cha killed if ya let her
  • That's why I love myself, I hug myself an if
  • I had a ***** I ***** myself
  • See real ass nigga's don't fold to fold
  • Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz
  • Chorus
  • Verse Four:
  • Punchin' got a long head
  • Ballin' keep my artillery
  • Gangsta so I'm a mission shit
  • Cap pilla I'm known for spittin' on *****es
  • Disrespectin' my mind, try'na play me soft and
  • At the same time *****, you *****in' with some ATL soldiers
  • Smokin' for free, and drinkin' for free nigga hell nah!
  • First ya got to take yo mutha*****in' draw's off
  • Cuz real player's bout to lay the law down
  • You better draw the straw now, you done
  • *****ed Up'ed Now!
  • This how we do it in the A-T-L
  • For them hoes who think they ***** fire ass hell
  • Got a game for that ass big dick's to match
  • Don't have time for them hoes, who be try'na act
  • Ha Do it! get 'em shorty get 'em we ain't playin' with 'em
  • If you clockin' nigga spit 'em Nigga Spit 'Em!
  • Stupid ass hoes, be try'na act
  • But they switch up, ***** up and call ya back
  • Say what?
  • Stuipd ass hoes be try'na act
  • But they switch up, and ***** up and call ya back
  • Say what?
  • Stuipd ass hoes be try'na act
  • But they switch up, and ***** up and call ya back
  • And We! shake them hoes off what!
  • Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!
  • Nigga! shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!
  • Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off! My nigga
  • Shake them hoes off
  • Nigga we ain't got no love for these hoes,
  • These *****es swtich dick's like outfit's
  • Hoes, ya need to find another route
  • Figure that a nigga be thugged out
  • And we off in the club

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