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50-50 TWIN lyrics : "Nigga Fuckit (feat. Big Pokey, Yung Ro)"

[Hook: Yung Ro x4]
Well ^!$$% $#&@ it (^!$$% $#&@ it)
^!$$% $#&@ it (^!$$% $#&@ it)

If you mad so what, well ^!$$% $#&@ it (^!$$% $#&@ it)

[Big Pokey]

$#&@ it, I'm agg'd and tripping with this heater
I'm a Texas stampeder, M.O.B. ring leader
Crack fiend feeder, me and my ^!$$%z we hoggish

If you feel froggish, jump get bit by these walrus
When my bullets be flipping, ^!$$%z wings be ripping
When I unload the clip slipping, with seats unzipping

I'm a ditch digger, go rob and get rich ^!$$%
The M.O.B. in this (*##$ ^!$$%, we yanking your card
(*##$ ^!$$%z thinking they hard, but soft as a sponge

Don't make this twelve gauge barrel, cough at your lungs
I'm a mob boss handcuff her, or get your broad tossed
Kidnap her, then you gotta pay the mob cost

A bunch of these ^!$$%z lost, a bunch of these ^!$$%z lame
My $$#ault rifles rain, and puncture these ^!$$%z brains
Uncut cocaine, you know me

Sensei S.U.C., M.O.B

[Hook x4]


[50/50 Twin]
I don't Crip Walk, but I could make a person walk in cripple

Get out of line, 50/50 haul off and kill you
Tats on my flesh why, cause I'm a raw civilian
A hater wanna be fly, I throw him off a building

I ain't the club type, but if I go and plex follow
I buy the whole bar, and start throwing Moet bottles
Halfway home you get shot up, by my smoking wet partnas

I pull up like a mob boss, and choke your neck partna
When it come to these hoes, you already know
I keep they knees on the flo', let 'em swallow it and go

Taking flights for a show, I tape all my chicks with snow
I'm no Mr. Rogers rapper, I'm raw with this fa sho
$#&@ insurance, a gat gotta come with my car

Come out at night like a vampire, bats might jump out my car
I kick my name out your mouth, then start stomping your jaw
If you looking for 50/50 black, come to that Nawf


[Hook x6]

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