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[Tee Williams]
Aye
By any means nigga
No matter what
Don’t stop it this time
Gon’ flow the whole motherfucking song
Freestyle
Headwraps nigga
DJ Chase in this motherfucka
Number One Kool in this motherfucka
Cousin Zed in this motherfucka
T-Will in this motherfucka
This is the part where I’m suppose to rap?
Hold on
Headwraps
Shit be so fucking funny nigga
[Verse 1: Tee Williams]
Hello good people its the number one stunna
Hey ask yourself a question, is you the hunted or the hunter?
Shout out to Chief Keef, I gotta keep it three hunna
Even when it’s fourth and long you know my niggas not punting
Fuck that weak shit, we keep that shit street
My style unique, blowing like a swisher sweet
Higher than the fucking ceiling
Am I the villain, tryna make a million
Niggas know I’m killing
Killing tracks, niggas need to relax
On that fucking fuck shit
It’s T-Will, I truck shit
I don’t love a bitch, I just fuck a bitch
Hit her quick, and then I pass the hoe
Like Steve Nash, I’ma dash bro
Terry Williams, I’m in this hoe
Hole in your head like a cherrio
Twist his ass like a Oreo
Real niggas don’t never lie
T-Will, I ain’t gotta try
I’ma be a pimp til’ the day I die
Real nigga til’ the day I die, Real niggas til’ the day I die..
Hold on, I’ma come back
[Verse 2: Tee Williams]
Scratch that shit Chase, we gon’ get these hoes jumping
It’s Terry Williams dog, you know I’m talking bout something
These niggas blah blah blah blah blah blah, talking bout’ nothing
I be thinking too much, you know I got them thought concussions
Niggas still rushing, my gunners still busting
It’s that nigga..
Hold on nigga
Let me see, Let me think
[Verse 3: Tee Williams]
Don’t stop it tho
Shades in the booth
Paul Pierce is the truth
White on my tooth
Nigga, pop up like poof
Then I disappear, hit yo bitch from the rear
Whisper good in her ear
She say my dick taste like beer
I tell a hoe burp, ask her what she worth
When I pull up, know I’m shooting nut at her like Dirk
It’s that nigga Terry Williams, nigga I run the earth
And I don’t give a fuck, know all my niggas go bizzerk
Flawless
Leave a nigga jawless
What is my style called, shit?
I don’t know what to call it
Feds on my ass, I got dead niggas in my wallet
I ain’t even trippen’, I’ll rip yo brain out the socket
Flowing off my melon, real niggas never telling
Check out my sneak game, you know that I stay jelling
Rocking them Dr Scholls, nigga I’m too cold
And know I been that way since I was like four years old
The game’s to be sold, the game’s not to be told
Y’all niggas straight up actin’ like some females
I’m a real nigga, it ain’t hard to tell
Nigga bumping Nas, had to hit T-Boz
Cause I was watching „Belly”
Got mo jelly than Beyonce pop belly, y’all niggas ain’t ready
Pull up in Impala, it’s gon’ rain confetti
Step out with Machete
Chop yo block up, just like I chop yo bitch up
It’s that nigga Terry Williams
I done said my name enough
Fuck
Real talk, Real talk
Niggas running through these hoes like Marshall Faulk
Like Marshall Faulk
[Tee Williams]
RNO
T-Will
Thank you 2 Chainz
Head… wraps
Me no terrorist
Swag
Swag
Like me and that nigga Kool say
Like Dom say, „What you square ass niggas ducking fo?”
I like that, so I’ma say it
I like your girl, so I’ma smash
Know what I’m saying?
Real niggas only, know what I’m talking bout?
I’m gon talk my shit cause that’s what I do
Don’t nobody talk shit better shit than me
Well maybe Glynn, but… yeah
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