Gunplay - Aiight (Darq E Freaker Remix) lyrics

rate me

ft. Rick Ross

(Hook)

Aiight x 3

Your mammy wanna try a real nigga ha?

Aiight x 3

Your mommy try real nigga?

Ay, I’mma show you how we deal with you

She wanna fuck a dope dealer

Or keep fuckin’ with them broke niggas

Aiight x 3

I’m getti’ money if you hatin’

Aiight x 3

I’m gettin’ straight for you

Didn’t know my homie,

Aiight x 3

(Verse)

Big beast bullet, nice job

Big fully off with my tantrum

Big bullet, bi toast on

I’m now on, pussy nigga non stop

Living legend, Silver Seven

Beef for dinner, pill for breakfast

Head trigger, no Rogaine

Gripping oak grain with some stolen cocaine

Drift and cause this, this will cause in

Goin’ crash and get this, kiss and fuse on

She wanna thug nigga, she a little chooser

Beat it like you say it, drill like little cruisin’

(Hook)

(Verse)

Almost great stoner, cake honor

Cuz a broke nigga wanna use to make fun of

MMG self make day one

I’m with that motherfucker nigga, they won’t none of

You ain’t want no shutter

Force to the, throwi’ japs right the foes and juda

Richy Reckless so damn fouler

Swinging more stones than the damn jewels

Young Logan , young and fogen

Try to pose no AC, toast sofa

You niggas know my motherfuckin’ pedigree

I’m done on playin’ on everything I said to be

(Hook)

(Verse)

I got all my homie, you better have one for me

Ain’t no one here for ballin’

My new Versace for free

They now will got all the work,

With drakes got before this beat

I expect for this own, she get me now for this hit

All I want is the money, the master key and the hits

I’mma hit you and get you

My nigga will guide it, throw my war and then get it

Put this star on this book

Shout out now my nigga

Now banges his guns, my nigga now got my back

Ain’t no try for his life

Maybe don’t come after that

If you ain’t really then don’t come

And if that’s all your nigga

Then hold on the guns and pull up the trigger

(Hook)