Bloodhound Q50 - Too Stuck (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bloodhound Q50 - Too Stuck (en) Lyrics
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Long live my brother, he prolly
killed your bitch-ass
brother (He did though)
Diss on Jeff, get your ass
left (On my dead grandma)
Still'll kill for the check,
ain’t shit change, bitch
Go, I guess them last
hats wasn't enough
Niggas wanna make these songs
and call my phone and woof
just like they tough
I'll drop another ten, make
my shorty ’nem spin on a
nigga tryna call my bluff
And by the way, I'm rich as fuck
The last two niggas, they
shit outta luck
Wanna rap about different shit,
but my mind right now too
stuck up in the trench
But fuck it, since we
talkin' 'bout rich
I spent at least like eighty
on Percs and Tris
My momma she hating,
she rather me vent
I ain't doin' that bitch-ass shit
Slap in my clip and tap my switch
And fuck a Vec, Q50 had Kriss
(50 had Kriss)
Throw out your kit if it's fake
AP too frozen, can't tell the time,
these big-ass diamonds in the face
Ask about Q50, bitch, I got
bodies and got pape
Ain’t had no role model,
looked up to Tay
Give no fucks ’bout a bitch,
talkin' ’bout she laced
I can't repent, I did too much
I had my brother in my
arms when he died
I said "Lil Jeff, bitch,
please stay up"
For Scoom and Z, I get niggas touched
I'm goin' out blowin’
before I be sittin'
Clickin' up with the rap,
man you niggas finished
I know get back ain't got no time,
but you niggas ain't tryin',
y'all ain't even attemptin'
'Bout my respect, I'll
slide, I'll risk it
Big bro 'nem steady tellin'
me "You the ticket"
Calls from my label, stay tellin'
me "Chill, rappers scared to link
'cause you takin' pendants"
This shit fell right in my hand,
I got one chance and nigga,
I'm takin' advantage
Keep pillow talkin' to these
hoes, keep sayin' my name,
you niggas pathetic
I'm tryna get Scarface rich and
have a few kids with a pretty
bitch, travel the [?]
I call 'em sluts, Von call 'em legs
In the D with a switch,
with Dugg and Quale
How much you gon' charge
for the n-n-n-neck
Young vet, at twenty
I earned my respect
Ain't shit change, still'll
kill for the check
Long talks with Gee, big
bro say I'm next
(Bro say I'm next)
I'll drop another ten, make
my shorty 'nem spin on a
nigga tryna call my bluff
(Wanna rap about different shit,
but my mind right now too
stuck up in the trench)
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