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Bout My Respect
Lil Poppa
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Tryna make a play, like what's the plan? (What's the plan, nigga)
Better be runnin' up them bands, nigga, what the fuck you playin' for?
Just committed another sin, that's what I'm prayin' for (I'm prayin' for)
I need forgiveness, Lord knows how I'm livin'
Only the Lord is my witness, if anybody else seen it, you got to kill them
Listen to Roll while he vent, nobody else feel him, I got to feel him
Been a whole lot of victims and the suspect, they ain't catch him yet
Hopin' they don't never do, some niggas deserved to get whacked
Promise I ain't tryna chit chat if it ain't about money, nigga (yeah)
Laugh now, cry later, you thought that shit was funny, didn't you?
Can't run from death when the reaper runnin' with you (when they runnin' with you)
Before your last breath, they'll come and get you (they'll come and get you)
Lot on my plate, I'm tryin' to fill my tummy with it (fill my tummy)
On Sundays, you supposed to pray, but they'll come and kill you
That bitch will feel you until she see the real you (the real you)
'Bout my check and my respect, there's some crazy things I will do (I will do)
I'm my daddy's son, I'll probably do some shit that Will do
Like tie you to a tree, get you stung by honey bees
I got them tryna see how I do this shit with ease (with ease)
No man left alive, I learned that shit from Squeeze
Shawty blessed me, she ain't sneeze, but she was on her knees though
I need money to grow on trees like weed grow, without the seeds though (without the seeds)
What we doin' and wherever that we go, niggas follow
Barely drink, so I'm chasin' liquor and a fuckin' dollar
He's a Percocet-holic, call it what you want to call it
Why you worried about my drugs? Nigga, I bought it (I bought it)
I can't even lie, I'm kind of fucked up 'bout lil' shawty
She ain't comin' with no problems, nigga, and she don't mind swallowin'
Lot on my plate, I'm tryin' to fill my tummy with it (my plate)
On Sundays, you supposed to pray, but they'll come and kill you (supposed to pray)
That bitch will feel you until she see the real you
'Bout my check and my respect, there's some crazy things I will do (nobody safe)
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