Trillville

Trillville - What The Fuck lyrics

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What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on eyein me 

What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on tryin me 





fuck the bullshit beat dat ass to the floe

he twistin now he shakin like a god damn hoe 

don't run they  goin to bak me, now hes tryin to attack me 

juzt blow your brain cells from ur head I be clappin 

now I buck all day, I buck all nite 

damn rite I beat your ass in a god damn fite 

don't stand so close, get your damn nose broke 

tryn to give me doubt when you see bitch you aint my folk 

you be tryn me, im a thugged out g 

imma switch you sideways imma charge a post up fee

thug straight trappin, till I get rich off this rappin

I aint got no friends got watch whos heads I be clappin 

Flippin and flappin at the mouth ya its off the chain 

Flippin it on them real bitches just to get brain 

What the fuck is you tryn me foe

I aint no bitch, I aint no lame hoe 





What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on eyein me 

What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on tryin me 





What the fuck is goin on 

I beat the fuck out your ass and bring your bitch ass home

Im a young thug nigga I aint no fuckin joke

If I aint no lame bitch then what the fuck you eyein foe

Talking all that shit bitch take it outside 

Pop you about 3 times make you turn clockwise

I aint playin I done bein trife, damn they done took a life 

Used to call me chicken cause I used to stab a man with a knife 

My life, tatted on my neck, so you best respect 

We thug stylin BME, leavin bitch niggas wet



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im goin to pit stop

My brains in nerve lose

I carry my own cross

But still you get tossed 

And last but not least, quit tryn me 

You aint got no business mothafukin eyein me 





What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on eyein me 

What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on tryin me 





Haters dress to impress, but dey missd the spot 

It takes chest to distress the longevity pot 

But I got a 380 waitin so keep your eyes up on me 

Keep your eyes off my dick and get your own damn money 

You silly mothafucka you'll get your head slit wide open 

I do it in the street and leave your neighborhood smoking 

And they hope in, that the mothafuckin war is ova

These lyrics soul reverse them, click clack and break your shoulder

Im rollin from the south side of the A

If you keep lookin imma bust your ass in your face

I aint goin to play imma just make an example 

All that unloyal shit will get your bitch ass tapered

When I cock back my pistols gonna sound like bam 

Get your ass so hard the fuckin crowd say damn 

You just got knocked the fuck out 

That's the way we do niggas that's eyein in da south 





What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on eyein me 

What the fuck iz goin on 

He keep on tryin me
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