Hard Da Paint - DJ Michael "5000" Watts

{Talking:} I can't forget da southside* Can't forget riverdale I can't forget the hit squad 1017 brick squad Lebron flocka james I go hard in da muhfuckin paint nigga [Flocka:] I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga Leave you stankin nigga What the fuck you thinkin nigga I wont die for this shit or what the fuck i say (Brick Squad) Front yard broad day wit da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow) See Gucci, thats my mothafuckin nigga I hang in the Dale wit dem hit squad killers Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga Ridin real slow in the corners my nigga [Flocka:] Gotta main bitch (And) gotta mistress (what up) A couple girlfriends, im so hood rich Keep my dick hard, and keep me smoking (*coughing*) You'll get bills free shawty no jokin Ey what i stand for? Flocka! (Brick Squad) I'ma die for this shawty man i swear to god In the trap wit some killers and some hood niggas (Whassup) Where you at? Where your trap? You aint hood, nigga Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood Crips fuckin wit me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrret) Eses in the Meeko freestyle off da dome Brick Sqaud Waka Flocka Flame its fuckin on! I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga Leave you stankin nigga What the fuck you thinkin nigga I won't die for this shit or what the fuck i say (Brick Squad) Front yard broad day wit da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow) See Gucci, thats my mothafuckin nigga I hang in the Dale wit dem hit squad killers Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga Ridin' real slow in the corners my nigga Wassup prissy nigga, Wassup punk nigga (Whassup) I got on dat nigga, make yo mommas momma getchya Hope you got yo killers witchya, hope you got yo niggas witchya Hope your goons ridin witchya, they gon fuckin miss you Nigga what, i hadda tool like Easy Q When my lil brotha died i said FUCK school I picked the burnin log and i got some marijuana 2 years later screamin out you dont wana Glock 9 to SK if you want to beef Shawty point blank range i put yo ass to sleep Shawty talk his cheeks, so watch what ya say Broad day in the air, none this shit legal I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga Leave you stankin nigga What the fuck you thinkin nigga I won't die for this or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad) Front yard broad day wit da SK (ba ba ba ba ba bow) See Gucci, thats my mothafuckin nigga I hang in the Dale wit dem hit squad killers Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga Ridin real slow in the corners my nigga

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