108Gwalla - Foe Business Lyrics

Set I'm really bout this foe business F*ck our enemies, nigga
Really clickin' and drippin' on any niggas Say he want with us
I'ma hit him in his dome, nigga It's about to be a cold killin
Too many faces, I can't conversate I can tell the real from fake
Solo on them missions, I'm dolo, I lift the shoulder plate
When you six feet deep in the dirty, learn to love the pain
Big pole, sugar cane, niggas know don't go this way
Niggas don't really know the pain Eyes open, blood red, that's why they know
The name Baby, you can learn from me because I know
The game I'll split a nigga head and watch his soul
Exchange Look wrong, I'll get you took
I've been livin' like a crook I ain't runnin' from nobody
Cold body, runnin' from the hood ten millie get to rippin
And rippin, and rippin' all the good
Put my trust into my glicky, she treshy you, but never left me shook
Niggas, dead wrong Real nigga, better write it on my headstone
Real business type of shit that I can stand on
Signed yo tickin' when you try to get me blammed on
F*ck suckers, get it carved up in my hand bone
Push stolie till I'll leave till I leave the f*ckin' tread gone
F*ck Rollies, give me footage I can land on
F*ck niggas, they be bitches, I can't stand hoes
Man, these niggas really, they're wrong
He was pissin' on our sign, I'm finna piss on his headstone
Wonder why I'm still in the hood, shit on my friends, gone
I be road, runnin' till I touchin' the end zone
Get some neck first text, you can't get out the friend zone
It's like four niggas left, I could really depend on
If it came down to it, I'll go to the pen for em
I can touch a ticket in the streets, but I want more
I'm Tryna have a bus full of homies pullin' up when we on tour
Passin' out food to the homeless, get on some grown shit
Police get behind me, I don't know shit
Not even my own name, nigga, it's a cold game
I been juggin' cut with the cocaine
Got me out of rut when I was stuck
And it put me in a f*ckin' game
Could be facin' 50 years, nigga, but I won't change
Nigga, you ain't gettin' money, nigga, then you in the way
Wish that I could talk the wood, wish we had another day
If I see you drop the hood, nigga, then you gettin' sprayed
Niggas think it's all good till I punch him in the face
Lucky I ain't pop you up, lucky you ain't get wasted
Lil' niggas can't f*ck with me and they can't take it
Ayy, but they just gotta face it
Niggas big homie a bitch, so all you niggas ain't shit
Ayy, but they just gotta face it
Niggas big homie a bitch, so all you niggas ain't shit