LOCO by Grizzy Wynter

(chorus)
My little niggas outchea going loco
they off of them bars
putting arms right at your temple
(blaow)
you don't wanna step in they lane
killer born everyday
ready to die for fortune and fame
they loco

My little niggas outchea going loco
they off of them bars
putting arms right at your temple
(blaow)
you don't wanna step in they lane
killer born everyday
ready to die for fortune and fame
they loco


(first verse)
little man smoking his stress away
everyday feels worse than yesterday/
looking for god to take all his stress away
but he gets silence cause he ain't listening /
killed his best nigga when he touched road
hated his paper so they caught off his dough /
now revenge is a hammer is all the he holds
tied up his killer and empty the chrome
niggas fugazi /
niggas iz lasy/
niggas hate when you get to the top/
then when you up
( pop pop pop)
they don't wanna see you pull up in that drop
if hoes ain't loyal
then niggas is worse /
greedy since the moment of birth
circle so small with himself he converse
he don't wanna see the roof of that church /
cant trust people
cant trust people
even if they your people/
he keep that paper undercover
those green backs will turn you against each other /
tony his hero so he plotted a grip
one the real he never had shit/
all he really want is a brick
sell off that white so everyday can be lit /
real niggas is a dying breed
these fuck boys took over earth /
they hating when you know ya worth
when a hoe see a lick best believe she turn /
told him don't deal with the leaches
their worlds will poison your soul/
only wanted the juice for his own
didn't see the chopper when it was aimed at his dome
muthafucker

(chorus)
My little niggas outchea going loco
they off of them bars
putting arms right at your temple
(blaow)
you don't wanna step in they lane
killer born everyday
ready to die for fortune and fame
they loco

My little niggas outchea going loco
they off of them bars
putting arms right at your temple
(blaow)
you don't wanna step in they lane
killer born everyday
ready to die for fortune and fame
they loco

(second verse0
the word love is a loaded word
might was well come with an extra clip /
can hold it down
keep it one hunddit
bitches still moving horizontal shit/
she got a dude
with his goals set /
building on some future tip
on the side fucking with a waste nigga selling dope out his mama crib/
cant be fucking with none of these hoes
selling pussy like work off a stove/
on the low acting like nobody know
go to her man shove her tongue down his throat/
that shit disgusting
that's fucking evil
the worst is you encouraged by all of your people /
can't go to church you'll burn at the cathedral
every word out of yah mouth is deceitful/
her man found out
she crying niggas ain't shit /
on the street sucking these dicks
shawty looking for a lick to get paid
there's a hit on her dope boy , she gonna re up today/
don't care about tomorrow
it's all about change /
twerking on the gram isn't getting her paid
she a junkie for likes , its like her cocaine
bitch be dammed if you get in her way /
her pussy hit niggas like cupid
little known she'd be packing the deuces/
like Ashanti he looking so foolish
too caught up to be seeing her movements/
told him be careful who you choosing
pillow talk could have you losing /
but all my words were translucent
all he heard was a click before she pulled it/
(blaow)
damn

(chorus)
My little niggas outchea going loco
they off of them bars
putting arms right at your temple
(blaow)
you don't wanna step in they lane
killer born everyday
ready to die for fortune and fame
they loco

My little niggas outchea going loco
they off of them bars
putting arms right at your temple
(blaow)
you don't wanna step in they lane
killer born everyday
ready to die for fortune and fame
they loco

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