Rumors by Waka Flocka Flame
They wanna see me dead puttin prices on my head
Spreadin rumors round town like I fell down
They can't hold me down they can't stop my shine
They can't block my grind shawty it's game time
Poru for life breads off the elms nigga ian big on lick
Cause ian been to the mother land here I stand grown ass
Man gun in my hand ion fear no man FLOCKA!
These niggas fuckin trippin second guess am I livin better tell em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and tell em come get em make ya boy scared to say nun him I thank that I scared him I swear to god dnt fear them these niggas straight trippin thinkin that I'm slippin pull it out then I'm rippin my whole click itchin lookin for the fuckin victum free my partner isum tunnel fuckin vision I swear to god on jesus christ I dnt fuckin hear em
These niggas say they kilt me and kidnapped my daughter ion even got no daughter they mad cause imma baller and they hoes a caller you know that imma stall her then dick her and ball her then never ever call her grind hard like my mother I'm the problem solver AR or revolver you hard then I am harder stop actin like a killer you pussy ass nigga you aint wanna murder that's why I'm still alive nigga BRICKSQUAD!