Madden ft. Lil filthy Lyrics

I ain't takin' shit from no man, spend a block then we spend again

I'm with the rock out stuff but they be quick to jump out minivan

We can't catch you, we gon' catch a man, walk down and we gon' blammin

Just the three inside the top, all the legs is like we play laser tag

I ain't tryna back a fuck up, clubhouse nigga, I'm tryna rock out

Had yo bitch eatin' up a dick, but she the one that with my cock

Y'all like to diss on number four, it's cool until we beat the block out

Know we been at curve, between that door, yo bitch ass better get down

See the get down, know you lay down, the hot boomers bring that K-Ram

Y'all niggas kids inside the streets, y'all need to pull stuff out the playground

You can go ask my ROG, they say them niggas don't even play around

We got zips, we got purse in the shop, you can't pay now

Walk down, pop, pop, pop, we ain't mention

They left yo pop the face down, cause he was doin' all that dissin

I thought I told you pussy niggas keep lil' four from not to mention

I thought, fuck that hoe, she get the boot then I'ma keep my dick

I'm tryna see bout what's his name, cause he was doin' all that snitchin

Pop the car and run up the head out his face and leave him twitchin

I won't argue with no niggas man, that shit right, they for bitchin

So I can never go out back and leave the house without my bling

Let's switch it up, 36 inside a fuckin' brick

I'm in with four, we sellin' beats every park, go for 26

My niggas serve the zips for the lil' nigga top end

But if you try to run off on him, then I'm fixin' to get the clock

No I don't fuck with none of them, pussy nigga I won't stack

Oh you don't wanna send a loader, we gon' catch your ass and try

Heard he been reppin' on the net, oh I can't wait to let him have it

Oh we gon' blitz that nigga ass like we was playin' fuckin' Maverick

Your mama passed me the rock, I'ma score like I'm Tyree Hill

No I ain't playin' with no nigga, bullets hit no fire drill

I'm out my body in the bitch, feel like I just popped B&M

I'm just talkin' to your son, but you ain't never caught no kill

I'm tryna walk down, me and them

I swear to switch on back to clear, that bitch be blowin' like a whistle

Niggas I would tell my B, but they ain't even got no pills

I popped the K, I'm back in the 80, no fair, well fuck the niggas

I'm MC, she stuck with the mild, if you ain't ready to step on shit

I pass to that nigga, he talkin', we gon' have to send a blitz

And your lil' hoe, she a fan, she be askin' for a pitch

She automatically with the E and will not whip out my dick

And your bitch, she my lil' third girl, yeah she a ten

She tryin' to kill me for show, she don't need no evidence

I packed that hoe to the gang and let my partners get it in

Yeah, these shits hard as hell, and then put your scout back

Y'all niggas runnin' when y'all see them, but you scared to get attacked

I heard that nigga speakin' in verse, so nah, I gotta handle that

All that talkin' bout, the gun that's hittin', gon' get your family whacked

Don't go hide in the house, when there's real oppression, nigga

Yeah, I'm finna chase that nigga, but I ain't really chase no nigga

My lil' chick speckin' on another level, I'm tryna fuck your sister

No, I ain't got time for any of that beauty, just drop a quote, since I'm your bitch, nigga