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They Scared (Ft. Freddie Gibbs) Lyrics


Scrilla They Scared (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)


Hold up pussy nigga
What's that shit you sayin'?
We came in here to reapin'
We were jumping on your heads
Look them niggars scared now
Know I got 'em scared
There's some bitches got to screamin' like
Watch out for that chair
Put out their flexin' like you bad at this
We muggin' here
These niggas wanna shoot the one
But you can't tell me here
My pistol always on my waist
We shot over here
I done my drink right here

Hold up, I got these pussy niggas paranoid
Calling for security won't help you when I got a toy
Chop her in the trunk calling my bitch nigga eat her
Hit her with that desert digger, buzzer beater
F..ck you people, ya'll think I talk this
I break jaws when I hit the floor, when I knock one on
You pussy niggas better buckle up
It's a low ride with that four five
Got for that big nine
When I bring that I just kick fine
You tryin' to run, you got paralyzed
Like Snoop Dog and it's a birdy case
My goons ready, they stay buzzin'
They walk around with their murder face
We send niggas to the pearly gates
While you rap and brag about murder breaks
It's no snitching and no talking
I never made for a 48

Hold up pussy nigga
What's that shit you sayin'?
We came in here to reapin'
We were jumping on your heads
Look them niggars scared now
Know I got 'em scared
There's some bitches got to screamin' like
Watch out for that chair
Put out their flexin' like you bad at this
We muggin' here
These niggas wanna shoot the one
But you can't tell me here
My pistol always on my waist
We shot over here
I done my drink right here

I got these pussy niggas paranoid
Got two fans for the
And now they shit you, can tell you boy
They used a sell that boy
Get honey bounce, you can nail that boy
Gotta let your motherfucker, enough said
You go busy ass niggar, I smell that boy
Straight stake, suicide like a 6-4 length
'Cause you might as well kill yourself, bitch
Before you step to me, what you think
Mean motherfuckers wanna act so street
But when they beg for peace I keep bank
They head to the cte, shit

Hold up pussy nigga
What's that shit you sayin'?
We came in here to reapin'
We were jumping on your heads
Look them niggars scared now
Know I got 'em scared
There's some bitches got to screamin' like
Watch out for that chair
Put out their flexin' like you bad at this
We muggin' here
These niggas wanna shoot the one
But you can't tell me here
My pistol always on my waist
We shot over here
I done my drink right here



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