J.R. Writer - Thunda Or Nothing lyrics

rate me

This is greatness, don’t get bodies in the play-offs

You niggas play sick like you tryna get a day off

Face it, you ain’t got it, call me Madoff

Your bitch is the boss, everybody getting laid off

On another run, where all these niggas coming from?

Somebody tell the paces on the east that I’m number one

How you want it ‘cause I been through all my things

You been hit with so much punches you won’t even get to swing

I’m a beast, who can match me on the east?

I’m as nasty as a freak or your nasty looking freak

I get it in, make me wanna slap you with the heat

Dominican, but I be really black on the beat

I got your fix, couple birds on the strip

It’s lit, show you all the type of work you can get

Extended clips, I murder any verse that I spit

You ain’t never been sick, you just allergic to shit

Where I’m from get to jumping

The guns get to dumping

You don’t even need to jump

They’ll jump you for bluffing

Cut while I’m fronting

I’m done with the stunting

You can spring your little crews

But it’s thunda or nothing

Heard me?

Thunda or nothing

It’s thunda or nothing

Tell ‘em niggas cut over nothing

Niggas screaming, little crews

But it’s thunda or nothing

Look, it’s thunda or nothing

Head on the fronting, chit chatting with this mad now

What’s the discussion?

Sharing but you ain’t get to flush what I’m dumping, nigga

I hit the ab, went from nothing to something

I can show you how to come up, pitching till the sun up

Stitches only come up, they ditching when they run up

And with these bitches, hang ‘em up like you do a phone

I made your chick wipe me down just ‘cause boosie home

Hit up Hollywood for a new home

Hit my new neighbor up with a deuce to loan

And he hate that you mention this and real

When I’m in that new whip with the engine and the wheel

Stomach grinding, pockets empty, I know how it feels

‘Cause I been going hard catching hundreds in the field

Bad mami in some heels while I roll a blunt

Sick sitting in her mouth like gold fronts

Check the stats in you, rappers and the known slumps

Going for a whole run while my foes bun

Different breed, call drugs, different keys

100% real, come and get with me