Coming Home Intro
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โฑ๏ธ 2:35 duration
๐ ID: 13446785
๐ Lyrics
Shit so different,
bitches act like niggas Niggas act like bitches,
I don't get it Niggas fake and say they real like I can't really see
the difference My suspicions niggas get,
look how they pose all in they pictures And these hoes will set you
so sneaky bitch get out my [?] [Verse 2: JR007] Terror Money Boy,
I don't know my ABC's And I been ridin' with them boys so all I know
is TMB Poles in the whip, ain't got no L's, we slangin',
fuck the DMV He talkin' shit then come tonight we put him on a TV
screen [Verse 3: Sosa Corleone] Thinkin' 'bout the ones I lost and
hope they free the ones in prison Got two choices,
take these slugs or take my proposition I ain't duckin' shit but 12,
screamin' fuck the opposition Niggas mad so they plot on me 'cause I
ran up them digits [Verse 4: JR007] Met this bad lil bitch,
she goin' up, tellin' me she heard of me She threw it at me,
I finessed the bitch like it was burglary Was all up in her stomach,
not talkin' C-section surgery Bankrolls all in my pocket,
she like me because my currency [Verse 5:
Sosa Corleone] Now it ain't really cheatin' if my bitch touch on
other bitches When we slide, tints all on the window,
they can't see who in it Hit your block and get to blickin',
still alive 'til DJ spinnin' That mean hit your block again and kill
whoever after them [Verse 6: JR007] So come at sundown,
shooters stakin' out your house in all black They been sayin' put the
guns down but it's niggas at my cap I got a bad bitch,
I been ballin' like I'm Paul Millsap Oh that's your bitch,
I thought you knew, don't really want her, have her back [Verse 7:
Sosa Corleone] Bitch I'm Sosa two times,
I need everything in twos They done let us in the game,
we beat that bitch until it's bruised And for Trencho I bust real
shit, we know how you pussies move I got sixteen in my Glock,
think lil bro got a sixty-two So you get sixteen shots,
if that's your homie he get sixty-two No Busta
Rhymes, I bust a rhyme, my book of rhymes like Dr.
Seuss Niggas switchin' or they switchin',
either way that shit still foo In the penthouse gettin' my dick
sucked while my dubs pull up the room [Verse 8:
JR007] So if you broke then hit a lick and get your bands up Baby I
just want the neck so go and pull your pants up You know the deal,
skip the conversation,
I'm no romancer She gettin' hood money but I don't see a freaky
dancer We'll pull up to the scene, no need for a beam,
you know it's a man down Shawty a double-oh fiend in my Robin jeans,
she get high when my pants down Put a red dot on his nose 'cause he
thought it was sweet,
turned his ass to a damn clown If I go roll up this
weed then please best believe I be high as a damn cloud
bitches act like niggas Niggas act like bitches,
I don't get it Niggas fake and say they real like I can't really see
the difference My suspicions niggas get,
look how they pose all in they pictures And these hoes will set you
so sneaky bitch get out my [?] [Verse 2: JR007] Terror Money Boy,
I don't know my ABC's And I been ridin' with them boys so all I know
is TMB Poles in the whip, ain't got no L's, we slangin',
fuck the DMV He talkin' shit then come tonight we put him on a TV
screen [Verse 3: Sosa Corleone] Thinkin' 'bout the ones I lost and
hope they free the ones in prison Got two choices,
take these slugs or take my proposition I ain't duckin' shit but 12,
screamin' fuck the opposition Niggas mad so they plot on me 'cause I
ran up them digits [Verse 4: JR007] Met this bad lil bitch,
she goin' up, tellin' me she heard of me She threw it at me,
I finessed the bitch like it was burglary Was all up in her stomach,
not talkin' C-section surgery Bankrolls all in my pocket,
she like me because my currency [Verse 5:
Sosa Corleone] Now it ain't really cheatin' if my bitch touch on
other bitches When we slide, tints all on the window,
they can't see who in it Hit your block and get to blickin',
still alive 'til DJ spinnin' That mean hit your block again and kill
whoever after them [Verse 6: JR007] So come at sundown,
shooters stakin' out your house in all black They been sayin' put the
guns down but it's niggas at my cap I got a bad bitch,
I been ballin' like I'm Paul Millsap Oh that's your bitch,
I thought you knew, don't really want her, have her back [Verse 7:
Sosa Corleone] Bitch I'm Sosa two times,
I need everything in twos They done let us in the game,
we beat that bitch until it's bruised And for Trencho I bust real
shit, we know how you pussies move I got sixteen in my Glock,
think lil bro got a sixty-two So you get sixteen shots,
if that's your homie he get sixty-two No Busta
Rhymes, I bust a rhyme, my book of rhymes like Dr.
Seuss Niggas switchin' or they switchin',
either way that shit still foo In the penthouse gettin' my dick
sucked while my dubs pull up the room [Verse 8:
JR007] So if you broke then hit a lick and get your bands up Baby I
just want the neck so go and pull your pants up You know the deal,
skip the conversation,
I'm no romancer She gettin' hood money but I don't see a freaky
dancer We'll pull up to the scene, no need for a beam,
you know it's a man down Shawty a double-oh fiend in my Robin jeans,
she get high when my pants down Put a red dot on his nose 'cause he
thought it was sweet,
turned his ass to a damn clown If I go roll up this
weed then please best believe I be high as a damn cloud