Waka Flocka Flame

Rap Game Fucked Up
Rap fucked up so we in the trap Rap fucked up so we in the hood Rap fucked up on the interstate [Hook] From interstate to riches From bustin' swishers and bitches From the blood to the kitchen I'm a real nigga, ain't no switching Don't talk, just listen Pussy boy you might learn somethin' Dumb young niggas gon' burn something I've been off the road tryna earn something [Verse ] Rap fucked up, back in the trenches Throwin' chopsticks, I'm a fuckin' menace Serving bags of gas [?] got them chickens Project buildings, serving all attendants Your money slow, back to robbin' niggas Taking rappers' chains and their watches niggas Waka Flocka, nigga [?] my father's figure, I'm a Pyru nigga Came up, shorty [?] Word on the streets you got the work Don't cooperate, how we operate Letras de cancionesPut 'em on a shirt, drop his top like a 'vert Hot Boy like Turk Pop a nigga like a Perc Old school with the vert [Hook] From interstate to riches From bustin' swishers and bitches From the blood to the kitchen I'm a real nigga, ain't no switching Don't talk, just listen Pussy boy you might learn somethin' Dumb young niggas gon' burn something I've been off the road tryna earn something [Verse 2] You a [?] niggas, type to snatch a purse Made six hundred bands from just selling merch Don't run them bands, shots gon' disperse [?] double work Made a million dollars off of rappin' Made a million dollars off of trappin' Made another quarter million off of cappin' Really catchin' plays, y'all just ball cappin' I was in the streets while y'all rappin' Hit a lick for a set, aw man Plenty sticks like a log cabin Pistol whip a nigga til his jaw fractions Get my young niggas all the work They gon' help me get it all faster Ain't no talkin', bitch we all action Fifty pistols bitch, we all packing Been gettin' it since [?] Flipping pounds like an acrobat Bust em down into small fractions Thank you lord for this large mansion If your daddy snitchin', you was born a rat Pockets on E, I got the format Lay 'em down like a floor mat And if I rap about it, bitch I mean that [Hook] From interstate to riches From bustin' swishers and bitches From the blood to the kitchen I'm a real nigga, ain't no switching Don't talk, just listen Pussy boy you might learn somethin' Dumb young niggas gon' burn something I've been off the road tryna earn something [Outro] Rap fucked up so we in the trap Rap fucked up so we in the hood Rap fucked up on the interstate From Letras Mania