Belly Gang Kushington - Introduction (Official Music Video)

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Lyrics: Alright look nigga I don’t really know What the fuck you are And I’m not saying you owe me shit I’m a fucking nobody But you know you know you see us asking Is you black or what? Cause it’s really just upsetting me and my homegirls You look a little mixed And then I get it they they saying you like a hood You a hood trophy I don’t really know we we supposed to give you the pass Niggas is saying because you done been to jail and Maybe killed niggas Or you was raised in the hood We supposed to let you say it umm Me and all my homegirls and homeboys Been talking shit all morning Aye… Is you black or what?

Aye… Yeaaa Nigga this the introduction Baby mama calling my phone while I’m trapping I don’t know what the fuck she on Nigga wasn’t calling my phone when I was down bad not eating like Ramadan Now a nigga eating good I go top floor suite nigga just like a honey bun Nigga I pull up 100 guns I’m a ol’ coked out Grady baby Nigga I got fronts from the candy lady When I could not pay the lady Nigga I got fronts from a real plug You could not pay to meet Nigga I done beat all kind of cases I thought I could not pay to beat Nigga I done fucked all kind of hoes I thought I could not pay to skeet Nigga I’m staying in a new condo I thought I could not pay the lease Nigga I start at the bottom Hakuna Matata You could not play with me Nigga I count up a lotta I fuck up a dollar You couldn’t parlay with me Nigga I got on the Marta I couldn’t afford a…

Nigga be listening to your music Aye… Aye… Nigga nigga make me feel like I need to hop in that trap immediately nigga Boy I never whipped nothing up boy But shawty boy nigga make me feel like Aye… Boy I wanna break my wrist off in the fucking bowl Aye… You know what I’m saying

Nigga this is my year I got a whole thing in my ear Nigga my hand get a little cramp I make the money counter go frdddd I got a switch on the back of the trumpet It sound like a drum and that shit it go brdddd She like to switch it up out her lil bag She not a little ghetto hoe she go demure She like a princess she got her own cash I gotta go get a hoe she go mature Nigga I’ll make a nigga disappear They don’t know what I came from Nigga I’m selling bags to them other niggas They don’t know what I paid for em Nigga I’m shooting dice on the block I hold my strap with the same palm Nigga I swipe cards and I weigh up bags In the trap with the same arm Nigga somehow I remain calm I’m a original dope boy I put the bread on the top and the bottom This shit here feel like it’s a po boy I put the bread on the top and the bottom This shit here feel like it’s a subway Nigga I’m beating all kind of cases I go out the Lucci and Thug way Nigga I’m from the same motherfucking city that Lucci and Thug stay Same motherfucking city that Lucci and Thug stay

Y’all keep telling me he ain’t white At this point I don’t even care what he is Dude real deal make that music I’m talking about that real deal authentic trap Like he always give you that good authentic hood feel Like if you ain’t cut from this cloth If you didn’t grow up living like this Or around somebody that live like this You ain’t gon understand

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