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Mean Every Word by Isa Muhammad Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2016

[Intro]
Hahahaha… Hahaha
Hell yeah nigga
Pussy niggas

Ese Dog back again
All the foreigns I been in
All the cities I been in
All the mansions I been in
I just know I’m bout to win
I just know I’m bout to win
I been broke as fuck my nigga I ain’t goin' broke again
Mama asked me bout her birthday nigga I don’t really care
Pops don’t talk to me no more that nigga spit all in my face
I would probably kill that nigga if it wasn’t for my faith
And I do not think I’m tough cause I got tattoos on my face
I’m just from that city where dem niggas really do not play
When they ask you where you from you better watch out what you say
I dont trust you other niggas I just trust my nigga Tre
And I fuck with scrilla MMG we makin’ movies causin’ scenes
And black lives do not mean a thing we kill our own so what you mean?
The fathers cry the mothers scream and I don’t feel a fuckin’ thing
Niggas ain’t shit, kill a nigga you fuckin blink
Niggas ain’t shit, stupid niggas never fucking think
If they ever caught that pussy nigga bet he’d probably sing
I’m not gonna tell the savage niggas stop go do your thing
I’m just tryna tell the real niggas peace before the cream
I’m just tryna tell the real niggas peace before the cream
You see me I be fly as shit Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me
When you see me I be fly as shit Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me

Fuck the bloods, fuck the crips, fuck yo set, fuck yo hood
Kill yo brother if you could we kill our brothers aye’day
Then we go and protest, you fuckin hypocrites you fake
You faker than the shit you say, you fake like Kylie Jenner’s cakes
Makin' album’s fuck a tape, I just bought some Bathing Ape
My new baby gon’ be straight Barak Obama with the chain
William Roberts with the chains, I just paid my way in pain
Dancin’ like I’m Drizzy Drake, Ricky Bobby with the shake
Talkin’ shit like Cassius Clay, and I back it up up in the rang
Ese Dog or young Isa Mane, used to be the reefer man
Always keep a legal thang, 40 Glock that shit go bang
Neck and wrist that shit like blang, woke up like a Super Sayian
Glass a milk that’s two percent, sip it while I smoke a blunt
Two 15’s up in the trunk, Willie Beamen in a month
Goin fourth I do not punt, you live with your fuckin Mom's
I talk mines like once a month, rich and famous what the fuck?
You see me I be fly as shit Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me
When you see me I be fly as shit Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me
Fuck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem niggas tryna kill me