Bones movie - F-It-Less lyrics
rate meSong by FT (Fuck That)<br /><br>
Yo, yo you can let the magnum bust or puff bags of dust<br>
If you mad at us, watch that ass get crushed<br>
Now ya screamin' why did the blood have to rush<br>
It's a bunch of thugs after us, slugs blastin' us<br>
Y'all rollers done mashed her up<br>
The nigga with the live weapons<br>
Who got shorty runnin' and comin' in five seconds<br>
Givin' back shots patch box, fat knots<br>
I rap hot, like black glocks<br>
Disrespect this and get disconnected<br>
Then sprayed like disinfectant<br>
The shit I spit keep my lip infected<br>
I practice safe sex so my dick's protected<br>
And hold the gat wild, puffin' fat L's<br>
Bonin' a chick listening to Maxwell<br>
On a Maxell, my man called me on a black cell<br>
He told me he got bagged for a crack sell<br>
How ya feelin' son, not that well<br>
Bustin' techs and shit<br>
And no matter what sex you is<br>
Behind ya back niggas'll sex ya bitch<br>
Make you wonder where the exit is<br>
Fuck That, cuttin' no slack<br>
I'm bustin' fat nuts on ya back<br>
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[Hook x2]<br>
Yo, what it look like<br>
You got crack what it cook like<br>
You gotta track, what's the hook like<br>
F is off the hook, right<br>
We stole cars while you took bikes<br>
And on a good night, I get ya whole hood sniped<br>
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[Verse 2]<br>
Hey yo, what it look like<br>
You got crack what it cook like<br>
You gotta track, what's the hook like<br>
F is off the hook, right<br>
We stole cars while you took bikes<br>
And on a good night, I get ya whole hood sniped<br>
You's a half thug, beatin' ya dick in the bathtub<br>
I get mad love, do a crime won't get bagged up<br>
Roll in the set, put a hole in ya chest, open ya chest,<br>
Flowin the best, no one contest, I'm blowin' ya vest<br>
Until I die, I'll be high off drugs<br>
Money bought me everything but couldn't buy me love<br>
My niggas blast and shoot cha' from here to Massachusetts<br>
The cash be ruthless, that's why ya ass is toothless<br>
You ain't half as ill as the admiral<br>
You a crab for real, nigga grab ya shield<br>
Rappers wanna kill me and blast me cause my rhymes are filthy<br>
While other niggas are silky and sassy<br>
Upset ya squad, I'll never wet chu' God<br>
Y'all niggas ain't worth a dollar fifty on a Metro card<br>
FUCK THAT!, I bust gats, sit on the side like hubcaps<br>
Never leave home with out the rough raps<br>
Paper, I got to touch that, you want bitches, I want track<br>
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[Hook x2]<br>
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[Verse 3]<br>
Yo, I know this ho that'll set chu' up and take ya tech<br>
Then niggas that make you peck to break ya neck<br>
Her mind was the dirtiest<br>
Ever since her pops died on the 30th<br>
She was livin' the life of unworthiness<br>
Her name was Karen, she drove a black LeBaron<br>
And by the way, she used to sell packs of crack for Aaron<br>
Tyron, do anything to be in a live zone<br>
Smoke five bones then rob the jewelry store for nine stones<br>
Attack ya town, packin' pounds, smackin' clowns<br>
Back em' down like Jackie Brown<br>
You never had skill, I'm mad ill like an overdose of Advil<br>
Killer at will<br>
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[Hook x2]<br>
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Fuck That, true criminal<br>
F-F gonna hold this down<br>
Fuck That, true criminal<br>
F-F gonna hold this down<br>
Fuck That, true crimina<br>
F-F gonna hold this down<br>
Fuck That, true criminal<br>
F-F gonna hold this down<br>
Fuck That, true criminal<br>
F-F gonna hold this down<br>
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