Waka Flocka Flame

Ain't Right
Featuring Chaz Gotti & D Dash Prod by Chriz Beatz (Hook) I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right (Verse) They talkin, feel like I hold something Yea what I don’t, oh hold on nigga nothing Get the fuck up out my face But niggas ain’t talkin bout nothing Yall niggas out here starving They really ain’t get no money No bitch is with em, they lonely Screaming real nigga they phony I’m ballin like real homey My lifestyle like Tony I’m the king, ain’t no dethrone me To the top, that’s where I’m going Letras de cancionesDG to the death of me Done that my big homey (Hook) I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right (Verse) Ain’t no real nigga round my circle This boot nigga talk might murk you Runnin off on molly going purple I’mma get money nigga then I will front you Broke nigga go and get a tat Your diamonds on my neck Bad bitches love when a nigga flex Throwin bands out my ass, These niggas ain’t right, these niggas ain’t right Style on muddy, I’m drinking on Sprite G to the nigga, shout what it be like Yo big homey through yo hood ain’t right You a dog, niggas like you I show no love to Young cuz I love to Open up his head for a fucking altitude on Peru Squad (Hook) I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right (Verse) Yall niggas ain’t right, yall niggas too wrong Yall niggas fell of, nigga I’m too on And my gang’s too strong, and my pistol too long And when I bust that bitch, swear I won’t stop til yall niggas gone Red rolled in a bit Turn up, turn up Let go of this bit Turn up, turn up Red could it be Turn up, turn up And if a nigga just spread, let loose in bitch turn up turn up On deep that (Hook) I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right You ain’t right, you ain’t right I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right From Letras Mania