A Ten Hut

Yo bitch call papi
Cause I’m poppin
I’m coming wit the hits
& you know it ain’t stopping
You know I’m wit the shits
So her panties get to dropping
I gotta keep it lit
Bro cause flopping not a option
No flopping not a option
Nap town niggas stand up
West side bred
Imma get the bands up
& niggas is gonna respect us
Call me Sargent slaughter
Cause when come around they salut
Aten hut

I’m official like black & white stripes
Ion fit into your mold or your stereotypes
I’m just getting to my goals
In the booth every night
Get the bag
Pop a tag
I’m living my best life
I got broke ass hoes trynna put it on me
I got dope ass hoes that’s just trynna know me
Wrist flexing on a nigga
Ticking feeling lonely
So I said fuck a MK
Bitch I want a Rollie
Got all my dreams coming true
& I’m shedding my shell
Got me emerging from the fire
Cause it put me though hell
Now all the hoes
Call me LL Cool MONTELL
Bitch cause this is how I do it
& I’m doing it well

Look like I’m going for a dip
Gang gang
Run a train
Hit a bitch
Bust it down bust it open
Bust a split
Calm down
You know who you fuckin wit
Hurricane & the clique
Brrrr
It’s cold it here
I said there must be some ballers
In the atmosphere
I been winning & penning
This shit for past years
& I keep the bag near
Nigga cashing checks I’m a cashier
Pockets on swole bloated
Call that clip a baked potato cause it’s fully loaded

Hurricane

A Ten Hut

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