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TESTO - Waka Flocka Flame - Bad Decision


TESTO - Waka Flocka Flame - Bad Decision

I woke up this morning too turnt' up, my nigga, I be balling

Pink slip shawty, I don't do no fucking lease

Niggas dry snitching, want to run to police

Put it on my niece, you gon' die before me

I put that on the G, Grove Street nigga

Where I'm from, we don't brag if we catch a body nigga

That's just life

Real shit, nigga, that's just life

Watch out for your friends when they got a knife

Blood brothers, me and Wooh Da Kid

Run up over here, no more hard year

Six millions, that's real shit

I'm on my squad shit, flex, go hard, bitch

They know my war stories, niggas know me

Walk up dumping,

Everybody killers, where are the bodies?

In the hood, where you could find me

Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie

My hood, you can call it grimy

Lights, camera, action

Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka

That's a bad decision

B.O. Flame, family above money

Loyalty spelled backwards, Waka Flocka Flame

Want to wear my chain, want to drive my car, want to fuck my bitch

All in my business, get off my dick

Niggas bullshitting

I got that sack right now

Niggas bullshitting

First strap, thank you to my brother, Wooh

Everything green, pussy, soo woo

I built it nigga, watch me break this nigga

I'm one grateful nigga, all I did, you ain't thankful nigga?

I'm from Riverdale Road, Grove Street

Last time that I checked, they know O.G.'s

All I know is grind, 25/8

Like fuck it I need it now, niggas can't wait

Knife or the pistol, let you choose your fate

Neighborhood buzz, I'm moving state to state

Wooh Da King in this motherfucker

Heavy metal, three chains in this motherfucker

Flocka Flame, that's just my blood brother

Could never be pussy, I got a gangster mother

Most of these niggas fake, the rest is iffy

Could even null around, niggas won't tempt me

Hole in his head, I guess he lost his mind

And he thought he was a winner when he crossed the line


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