Lud Foe What's The Issue Comments. I name these bullets Tylenol put you pus*y's to sleep, aye I put the pus*y to sleep. I'm the plug, I got what you need, what you wanna purch′. I can′t stop, made it to the top, it took hard work. We got 380′s, Mac 11's, and we got 223′s. I got good precise aim but I don't go to the range. Big bag on ya lil head, run off with that work.
I heard niggas dissing on my name, cuz I got some fame. FUCK NIGGA WHAT'S THE ISSUE! Baggin' ounces out the pound with the Ziploc.
We roll a f*ck n*gga like a swisher, make a n*gga b*tch. I pull up to his crib with this big MAC. Bitch this a Glock-34, long nose, robo (boom). He running out of time he done clocked out. I'm so fucking cold I could cool ice off (bitch). Say they got money on head well go and go and get your change. Taking to IG Story, Lud Foe said the reports were untrue, coming from a blog with no sources, and that he may retaliate. The reports of his death were completely, 100%, false, and Lud Foe let it be known. Pull up Ferrari, these bitches blush, they be smiling. Lucked up, got fucked up, he was a brave nigga.
Fishbone (Angelo) Fishbone! Lud Foe - What's The Issue Lyrics. Lil n*gga you get RIP'ED, Balmain's on me use to rock. Trapping out that bando we got soft and hard work.
He know where to find us, if he tryna bombard with us. Hit the mall, fuck it up, bitch I'm comma'd up. But, this afternoon, people thought Lud Foe died. Hit the gas, do the dash, [? Chilly Gonzales Jarvis Cocker We're talking at the Chateau Marmont I can show you somethin…. Smoking weed, it ain't got no seeds, you be smoking dirt. Have the inside scoop on this song? We creepin' up your block with the lights off (shh, shh). Torch Just trying to live my life Dont lie to me I can't…. I never signed a deal, still worth a couple mill. Writer(s): Richie Lionel B Lyrics powered by. You figure, you thinking that we cool and shit. Pimp C [Talking] You dudes trying to come up in the gong show…. As if COVID-19 fears weren't enough, Lud Foe got killed off in the middle of this madness.
Young nigga, I got more cream than a Starbucks. Killa Season Outwest 290 shit nigga you know how Im rocking nigga Get…. Ask us a question about this song. Mistake me for a janitor the way I bring them mops out. Ghostface Killah Yo.. one-two.. Yo; aiyyo he said I had fly ankles Plus my….
I f*cked this b*tch named Victoria, and she keep begging me to keep her a seeeecret. O1 Girl where you at hit me up right now I hear…. Hit ya block, sideways, put this Bentley on the curb. Nigga, I heard you on that goofy shit, hating ass nigga.
Damn I really, I really wann…. Michael Jordan's on my feet b*tch that's 223's. I make these big booty b*tches wash the dishes for me. I fucked this bitch named Victoria. Hit the club, VIP, with my pistol in her purse. Bitch we llama′d up. Type the characters from the picture above: Input is case-insensitive. Nigga, already know we do this shit, all my niggas win we ain't really with that loosing shit. Put them bullet holes in ya anus, if you f*ck with us. When it hit you, now ya mama miss you. Last nigga tried me got a toe tag (toe tag).
We hit ya block, Broad day, leave a nigga on the curb. We let these bullets fly, aim high, nigga duck low. Them hollowtips demolish yo bones, boy these bullets hurt. What are you doing here? We kick ya door with duct tape, gift wrap ya mama up. It ain't no pressure, get ya kill for a couple of fee′s. I hit the mall buy it all, f*ck a check up. And no I don't feel these n*ggas. YSN, Young Street Nigga bitch. Find more lyrics at ※. Riding 30" forgiatos, bitch we call em skrts. This n*gga said he coming for me, but when I run into that n*gga he be running from me, b*tch. Clown ass, dissing in yo raps, you′s a Bozo.