Og Haddy - Internet Gangster (feat. Crmc Fats) Lyrics

(Jof Money)

It's all fun and games till they let them white birds go
Now he in a casket arms folded like G-Herbos

Careful what you say cuz
Niggas dien from they words tho

Youngin gotta stick his clip curvy
Nice burgo

Uhh

Loubotins spikey
Like a Porky pon

Uh

If you riding nigga ride
You just cryin gettin high

I just shook his hand like bro be safe

Whacked him caught em lackin
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White man owned that lackey
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Mafiana Taliban
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Sloppy toppy I'm da man
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Never told
I won't jam
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Sliding on em hockey man uh

Start talking em
Certain niggas tell you everything
He took like 7
Round like 7
Almost melted em

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He bout to jump all in da pool see a nigga wounds
We ain't forget bout what you did
Just Gotta play it K

Family man or street shit you gotta pick and choose He caught a elbow
Them ockys call that man raoooool

Wait
Before I hit da door I take ma shit off safety

Got da
Ladder in his pippen
Bardy dat 380

Rest In Peace ma nigga bub
Boy the bull was crazy

24th & madi Era that's the shit that made me

I'm really from the hood where it's violence
I'm really with some hittas and they violent

Spin blocks, send shots a lot of niggas dying
Niggas on the internet keep lying

Internet gangster you ain't bout what you say
If you speak on the dead then you get hit wit the K

If you tough tough tony then nigga come out and play
Wit some hittas we tryn creep right outside where you stay gang
I'm on some shit I'm tryn leave a nigga head gone
If he sneak dissing on the squad then he dead wrong
Keem just came down from Maine he just brought the 40 down

Creep up on ya turf late night and let off 40 rounds
Wit some young niggas Tryn kill Tryn shoot shit

Pop up out the cut now he bitches he like "who this "
He ain't see my face he seen a gun wit a pool stick

Running down shells hit the ground I'm on some kool shit
Gotta get revenge

If he hiding gotta get his mans
I don't need a pill to shoot shit up

I don't fool wit Zans pull up in a whip
Niggas thinking it's a Uber man

Do a hit then I'm sliding out like I'm super man
Treat my niggas like my blood I'll risk it all
Now he in the spiral holes in em look like tennis balls
I don't even know why niggas Tryn get involved
Swear I love them pistols but I definitely a break ya jaw

I'm really from the hood where it's violence
I'm really with some hittas and they violent

Spin blocks, send shots a lot of niggas dying
Niggas on the internet keep lying

Internet gangster you ain't bout what you say
If you speak on the dead then you get hit wit the K

If you tough tough tony then nigga come out and play
Wit some hittas we tryn creep right outside where you stay gang