Fufu – Edai 600 – letras

Verse 1 – edaiWhy you acting funny with your funny ass, ayeFor a show, bitch, I need a hundred cash, ayeDon’t make me put 600 boys up on your ass, ayeWith all that fufu shit I just don’t understand, ayeActing fufu ima tell my youngin’s blast ’emHeadshot, I know, damn, his momma sad huh?Smoking tooka I just grabbed it out the bag, ayeYou lil fufu ass bitch I know you mad, ayeI cop a ‘maro just so I can fuckin’ drag raceI hit the sport button on ’em, he think he passed me?I smack a hooker and she say I make her ass acheFinnese a hundred bands but that shit didn’t last meI’m rolling like a bitch, bitch I’m uppin’ cascadeI’m rolling while I’m rolling, bitch I’m in the fast laneThem blue lights on me, bitch you gotta catch meI do the dash on ’em, I just passed 160I say hold up I got asthma, now catch my breathCall my old bitch she look badder, say to myselfIf I see her ima smash her, she off a gramAnd I know her man got mad at me, but I don’t careCause he don’t wanna fucking fight doe, damnHave my shorties up them pipes on ’emAnd send them shells they have his life on ’emOn 600, we black discip’s homieI ride with famous he got pipe on himI pipe your bitch I got the pipe on herCause if you walking ain’t no fighting homieI gotta do you and your wife homieThey say king koopa all she talk aboutWanna see my gun, bitch what you talking ’boutHe wanna brick don’t know what he talking ’boutWe send some shots if you gon’ run your mouthAnd them shooters run up in your houseIf you a shooter, we can shoot it outI touch a million, I need a new accountAnd every week its a new amountI say look bitch I be banding, I chase that wealthBitch I’m too real to be dancing, so save that thereAnd this bitch talking bout romancing, don’t do that thereHit that cut and then we blasting, we wasting shellsI be with bd’s and some vice lords, from out westAnd them niggas got them pipes blowing, to your chestYou gonna see your fucking life gone, 4-15-12Put with. 40 with a thirty now I see like fifteen 12’sSneak dissing on the internet, don’t do that thereWell you talking like you into that, we lose you thereHit yo’ block and then we run you down, what shoes you wear?Put this nina in your mouth lil boy, now chew that there