Enemies Lyrics – Paxquiao
Singer: Paxquiao
Title: Enemies
Aye dont hit my phone if it ain’t bout gettin paid
Aye i pull a kick door pop up where you stay
I put em on a plate like he food
Shoot his house up everyday til he move
Ain playin i grew up round some killers
Diamonds hittin like a steeler
Name some n#gg#s more realer
Broad day, wit da fye out
All day, we been ridin round
Lookin for ya where ya at dont hide now
Plenty sticks ,wit da sh#t if you wit da beef
Im tryna hit da lick of da century
Free my n#gg#s locked in da penitentiary
Middle f#ck ya if ya a enemy
I heard they thinkin bout ending me
Huh? ..
Shidd n#gg# betta have his whole block wit em
Ridin round wit his patnas wit some chops wit em
He moving too funny dont shop wit em
Dese n#gg#s act funny kant rock wit em
You grew up together they still gone cross ya
Its always a leak in da crew like a faucet
Tryna find a way to clean up da money
Counting racks early up in da mornin
I pour a four in a soda, then i grab me a few waters
My lil patna geekin off beans
Watch him tear up everything
Try us might be a murder scene
White chalk em in da street
Dese diamonds so bright you can’t tell what it say
Want keep yo life better stay out da way
Ain tryna fight dat pistol in his face
Tryna get a stripe yo #ss gone learn today
I got some n#gg#s dats gone give dey life for me
Aye i hit yo b#tch strike like lightning
Oh dats yo wifey she trifling
Aye dis a rollie not no breitling
Aye dont hit my phone if it ain’t bout gettin paid
Aye i pull a kick door pop up where you stay
I put em on a plate like he food
Shoot his house up everyday til he move
Ain playin i grew up round some killers
Diamonds hittin like a steeler
Name some n#gg#s more realer
Broad day, wit da fye out
All day, we been ridin round
Lookin for ya where ya at dont hide now
Plenty sticks ,wit da sh#t if you wit da beef
Im tryna hit da lick of da century
Free my n#gg#s locked in da penitentiary
Middle f#ck ya if ya a enemy
I heard they thinkin bout ending me
n#gg#s wanna hurt me ain worried bout it
Dat lil b#tch talkin sh#t yea i heard bout it
Ridin round wit sum sticks we gone purge bout it
f#ck dat sh#t clear da clip shoot at errbody
Fresh as f#ck lookin like i just jumped out a coffin
Look at these vvs im wet like a dolphin
Hit his block then we gone spin it again
Shoot it out til da end
Yea i f#ck on her when she come over
But she tell him dat we just friends
Pop out and hop out on you and ya mans
I know how to shoot ain talkin dat lil dance
You know what to do when you pullup no playin
After dat call a uber ain’t no stayin
I can’t f#ck wit em dese n#gg#s some dubs
Only need real ones round me f#ck da fake love
No need to hit me up ain tryna make up
Tryna get to the paper
I send yo #ss to ya maker
I lost friends but they still alive
In da pass had to leave em behind
All of dese racks got me feeling fine
Aye dont hit my phone if it ain’t bout gettin paid
Aye i pull a kick door pop up where you stay
I put em on a plate like he food
Shoot his house up everyday til he move
Ain playin i grew up round some killers
Diamonds hittin like a steeler
Name some n#gg#s more realer
Broad day, wit da fye out
All day, we been ridin round
Lookin for ya where ya at dont hide now
Plenty sticks ,wit da sh#t if you wit da beef
Im tryna hit da lick of da century
Free my n#gg#s locked in da penitentiary
Middle f#ck ya if ya a enemy
I heard they thinkin bout ending me
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