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Scopes Lyrics - Artist : Joey Trap
Damn Haven, you did this shit?
I don't give a fuck about hoes, no shame, hell no Niggas love to say they plug, they ain't ever sell dope Gangbang, sell dope, they ain't never seen soap Boy I love it when I run, all my guns got scopes I-I got a nice grip (daddy), nothing I got regular, nigga That's why you say that I'm fly, say it's regular, nigga And she a broke bitch, she keep fucking regular niggas And she was tryna get some bread, gotta message a nigga I used to sell dope, fool, at school, dawg's jewel Nigga's fifteen picking up a lot of talk, too Ion get why you be hating, I ain't never had shit Prolly cause a nigga's hating, really still ain't got shit No shit, four bricks, hit licks, talk shit Yo bitch at my show, behind the scenes, she takin' no pics (Joey Trap is daddy) [?] designer, ion see no flex Yo bitch said she give me brain, she ain't give you no sex You was working at McDonald's, I just made four checks Every nigga that's around me cut-throat, no necks I keep a pocket rocket inside of a nigga, I ate You knew you were gonna get beat up my nigga, so really why hate? These niggas on my dick like they like me, but nigga I'm straight I might fuck her sister, I met that lil' bitch on Myspace (Trap) Look All right All right, fuck it dawg I might bust a medal, I might bust my bezzle I might catch a-I might catch a temple, I'm a upper-level They keep saying "Joey really rap", but Joey massive, central You might cop a-you might cop a whip, but Imma cop a [?] Fuck it, [?], fuck it hot like Kendall Fuck them niggas, [?], and you ain't really-you ain't really like me I been working hard, this ain't even-this ain't even Nike, this is Saint Laurent I might hafta-I might have some bars Imma have a car, she might hop inside Fuck with us, she gone really, look (ayy) |
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