Recuperate

Recuperate （恢复） - Lud Foe
Written by：Willie James Akins Jr.
Gang
Ayy ayy
No hooks part two b**th you know I'm rockin'ni**a
Get your guns up get your funds up
You on that opp sh*t get mop stick b**th
Out west 290sh*t ysn young street ni**a
Ayy gang
Ayy ayy
All my ni**as gangbang f**k the other side
Just bought a choppa now I'm fiendin'for a homicide
Flyest ni**a livin'I give b**ches butterflies
You a street ni**a boy your a**don't even come outside
Get my street sweepers coroners come and pick my trash up
Made it rain in the club hoes pickin'cash up
Big body rims rub ni**a this a fast truck
Brian urlacher b**th you know I got my sacks up
Four macs in this q7this a mack truck
Big b**th do a split drop it bring it back up
When we doin'shows all the hoes they attack us
Yeah we ball but you fouled out you shouldn't have hacked up
Tote a strap ni**a so don't get clapped ni**a
I ain't got time to box with you I don't wanna scrap with you
You was sleepin'on me well you shouldn't have took a nap ni**a
I got you and I know you want your lick back ni**a
I'm from out west we don't go to kickbacks ni**a
My gun big but it don't got a kickback ni**a
I rock designer everything missmatched ni**a
She get lost with me I know you want your b**th back ni**a
I'm ballin'hard you can have her back I'm tossin'her
Randy mossin'her
Bussa nut on her and make her sister lick it off of her
I can't cuff that b**th no I'm not a police officer
Got a lot of haters but the glizzies keep them off of us
Gucci louis denim boy you still rockin'hollister
Hit the mall with my dawgs and we buy a lot of stuff
If my brother shoot ya I'ma shoot you it's a lot of us
Should've wore a vest 223bullets chop you up
He say he gettin'money but the numbers never add up
If you say you real what the f**k you got to act for
You ain't down to kill what the f**k you got a strap for
You ain't chasin'mils what the f**k you serving packs for
I f**ked her and her friend made that b**th call for backup
You ain't heard about that last ni**a that got clapped up
Wanna end up like that last ni**a tryna act tough
Addin'money to my stash house and let it stack up
I'm ridin'with this baby choppa 'cause I'm ruthless
Rims blow your b**th a kiss you squarer than a deep dish
Get 'em straight up out that water yeah like a sea fish
Hit your block then we double back that's a remix
I spray the k then I get ghost like I'm casper
Ni**as broke but I ain't what I need a cast for
Don't be stupid boy you know what we get on your a**for
No face no case what you think I got my mask for
I heard ni**as on that hate sh*t
These ni**as broke gotta face it
I roll me up a swisher and I face it
My rims big made my car look like a spaceship
I just bought another draco with that k clip
I aim it at your nose give your a**a face lift
If you ain't talkin'money I don't want your conversation
I just wanna f**k you b**th I don't want your relations
Stick to that g code you don't know your combination
Them choppa bullets stoppin'your blood from circulatin'
The feds tryin'stoppin'my trap from percolatin'
But meanwhile I'm out of town recuperatin'