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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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