Buzzerbeater

BBG Baby Joe

Four shit , no hoe shit, 
Whole gang got sticks 
we got sticks 

We bust him up,  dress him up
And  send him on his way 
Its game four , buzzer beaters, aint no time to waste 
Shit catch him at the corner store and knock off al his face 
They catch him swerving in that bucket And knock off the plates
he walking round with 30 and smug he keep it too
 She he say he gon smoke him tryna see what he would do 
and BOG he full appears to see 
That Frodo Right Across the street he still kill for free
I feel like dude played a part so whats that with the beef
The crazy thing, he fall right under the family tree
 That shit be jail taught you really think he wrong
The same reason I made JIzza come and roll you off
 The finger roll with the alley oop the rouger Roll you off
The same reason why the people draw that white chalk 
Ten second , three point line , KD hoping on
The type of shit that make your big dogs stay in the house 
 
Fuck on your cousin , I got dick all in her fucking mouth 
Word around is homeboy tryna knock me out 
But I got jig right outside his house 
Shit , catch him walking out 
 
We bust him up,  dress him up
And  send him on his way 
Its game four , buzzer beaters, aint no time to waste 
Shit catch him at the corner store and knock off al his face 
They catch him swerving in that bucket And knock off the plates
he walking round with 30 and smug he keep it too
 She he say he gon smoke him tryna see what he would do 
and Vor tech be OG he still appears to see 
That Frodo Right Across the street he still kill for free

I bust you up and then the police 
They gon come get me 
BBG and NBA 
We running the streets
A body bag, it won't cost you
the corner is free
(one, two, three, four)

You can't fuck with me 
Lord  did we hit the streets 
Black hoodie with black Ts
We hop out like a skate team 
 Red bean , but the green bean 
Turn into a track meet
One, two , three, four 
They running for the gate
We dumping in broad day 
We caught his homeboy , but fat boy got away 
Ima whip the fuck out of your shooter, punch him in his face
And catch him outside his whip, yea I'm going the boo way too
We bust him up,  dress him up
And  send him on his way 
Its game four , buzzer beaters, aint no time to waste 
Shit catch him at the corner store and knock off al his face 
They catch him swerving in that bucket And knock off the plates
he walking round with 30 and smug he keep it too
 She he say he gon smoke him tryna see what he would do 
and Vor tech be OG he still appears to see 
That Frodo Right Across the street he still kill for free

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