ฟังเพลง2K20 (Explicit)

2K20 (Explicit) - Sada Baby

Lyrics by：Casada Sorrell/Craig Kyle Jenkins

Hmm faked them n***as out they thought I went on tour

I ain't even wanna go been tryna start a war

I'm in all the parties with it standin' on the bars

Run up on police with Dolla smacked a n***a car

Huh n***as talkin' jewelry I spent a hundred large

Huh I'ma spend that s**t again because you can't do it

Hardbody bet I beat a body like I'm Ray Lewis

Carbine carbine act retarded only get you dropped with it

Pull up in my hood when

I want to boy that's my s**t

G at Gino JJ mom a teacher know I got this

Get to rappin' like

I'm Drego but this ain't Bloxk party

Talk to n***as with my Draco it make his block party

I can't rap beef I won't get my n***as locked up

Just lil' rap s**t 'bout to get some n***as boxed up

Send me a personal you ain't f**kin' with the size up

Swing on a n***a then bust his homies when they line up

Uh big ten milli' pokin' out I can't hide that

I'm outside on Maxwell like where the slide at

I know d**n well they know better not to try that

Freak h*e baby I hit your BM with a sidestep hey

H*e n***a mad I'm f**kin' on his cousin

N***as that I know through other n***as

Actin' like they thuggin'

Boy you a b***h and a h*e

And you ain't gon' touch me

I was minding my business doin'

My thing now I'm back on h*e s**t

Heat check n***a fah keep that n***a

I'm in your baby mama whip

I got the seat back n***a

She talkin' back I beat her

A*s and threw her keys back n***a

Still made her hit the road

Can you believe that I know you can

N***as in they feelings

Wanted features and I hoed they a*s

Hahahaha he want smoke so

I'm gon' load the mag

We got toes to tag oh my

God we got hoes to bag

With they nosy a*s hahaha hmm ayy

B***h I'm Freaky Kuz with a K I made my nina bust

I'm the leader of the Eastside

Apes don't get your nieces f**ked

High speed chase me and Dolla bro-bro speed it up

I got lean to cover roll my window down

I'm leaving blood hahahahaha

Huh b***h I'm leaving blood

On the sidewalk in the middle of his people

Blood hahahaha

Mr make the dog food walk on water

A n***a try me he gon' die

Put that on Maquel daughter ayy huh

Faked them n***as out

They thought I went on tour

I ain't even wanna go

Been tryna start a war

I'm in all the parties with it

Standin' on the bars

Run up on police with Dolla smacked

Naw n***a f**k that

We can't hit your block once b***h we gotta bum back

Drums ain't empty bullets ain't even hit your son yet

What how you think I know your b***h

That might not be your son jack

Ignant been retarded this ain't nothin' new to n***as

I put icing on your hoe's lil'

Booty toaster strudel with it

Spot worker hit you with that

Bag what you gon' do with it

Stupid I lined your a*s up

And got your noodle whipped

It's up it's stuck give no

Fucks ain't no passes hmm

That fire melt a p***y n***a

Like he plastic ayy

I'll bust a brick in your baby tub savage n***a

And made a sandwich in your

Kitchen I'm a classic n***a

I mean blassic I'm blood I'm the red whoop

Talkin' out the side of your

Neck gon' get your head whooped

Got the wham on the whoopty on God I'll blam

Knock a n***a off that nag with

That mag Jackson Samuel huh

Hmm faked them n***as out they

Thought I went on tour

I ain't even wanna go been tryna start a war

I'm in all the parties with it standin' on the bars

Run up on police with Dolla smacked a n***a car

Smacked a n***a car