Foolio - WWE (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Foolio - WWE (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
Just got that call (prodbyAG),
they shot up my dawg, I'm pulling
up, there was no question
I'm tryna get even, bitch I'm
a demon, tryna send you straight
to heaven (rrrah)
Step on a opp in Guiseppe (Guiseppes)
Got murder on my mind
like Melly (Melly)
Big bro keep his gun fresh
outta prison, he thinking
a convicted felon (facts)
Stunt just beat up his celly (damn)
I heard "what's his name?"
telling (damn)
Got Fee in a jam like jelly
Cho solid, I know he ain't
telling (free Cho)
Boy in this life we sinning, I pray
we make it to heaven (on gang)
Some of my brothers they jealous (urg)
One call will erase where
he steppin' (rrrah)
How you say you real, but fake? (fake)
Why you killed your dawgs,
a snake? (slatt)
How your brothers got killed 'bout
you and your scary ass flew
out the state? (scary ass)
Lotta niggas got got dropped
by Eight (by Eight)
Heart broke they killed TK (TK)
If you ain't getting money for the
gang, slidin' or trappin', then
you in the way (you in the way)
Shit creepy, Ion got
no circle (I don't)
I'm patient just like
a turtle (turtle)
JB got convicted for murder, the police
is opps, we working (we working)
Drilling, that was my hobby (hobby)
We could go body for body (body)
We could go choppa for choppa (chop)
Face shot, won't see no doctor (rrrah)
I got my Glock in my left hand,
I got my purse on the right
(purse on the right)
Bitch I'm a drilla, bitch Ima killer,
bitch I'm a thief in the
night (thief in the night)
Like Shh get shot off
your bike (like Shh)
Perc 10, got me high as a kite (10)
I stay with my strap like
a dyke (a dyke)
A shooter, I'm not tryna
fight (I'm not,,, ha)
I swear to God I wish
a opp would try me
WWE, War With Everybody (everybody)
We don't do no talking
We just tryna catch bodies (tryna
catch a body), we just tryna catch
bodies (tryna catch bodies)
WWE, War With Everybody
(with everybody)
Days off, I wish a opp would try me
(opp would try me,,, ha,,, six)
I swear we catching bodies
Bitch I ball like the Lakers (Lakers)
Florida boy, bitch I'm
a gator (I'm a gator)
I swear Ima kill all my haters (rrrah)
I stay in the field like The
Raiders (the Raiders)
I'm suited and booted, I'm Roxas
Posted up on the 6 with my glocky
Twenty bands in my left pocket (damn)
Medusa, she stay on my body (Versace)
I'm tryna hit for a big bag,
then bring it home to
the team (to the team)
I'm finally on tour, I swear to God,
bruh this shit is a dream (a dream)
Fuck all the opps, sippin' on Wok, lil
bro trippin' off lean (off lean)
Play crazy, we shoot up
the scene (rrrah)
Big 6 from the bricks, Ima king (I'm
the king nigga,,, ha,,, gang)
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