Lil Reese - Wa**up lyrics

What's up with all of these f** n***as? What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as 300, it's just us, n***a What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as What's up with all of these f** n***as? Too many faces, I can't trust n***as What's up with all of these f** n***as? I'm getting money, I can't trust n***as I grab my .30 if you a little bigger He pillow talking, that's for b**hes, n***a Your b**h want me, I pa** her to my n***as Got so much swag, these hoes, they feel a n***a We bought more choppers 'cause the streets got realer Ain't never seen you so I ain't gone serve you, n***a sponsored links What's up with all of these f** n***as? And we play for keeps so it's no worries with us And we shooting this sh**, this a true story, n***a I'm Glory'd up, I'm in my glory, n***a What's up with all of these f** n***as? What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as 300, it's just us, n***a What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as What's up with all of these f** n***as? Too many faces, I can't trust n***as I'm big boss Fredo, what's up with all of these f** n***as? Trap house full of crack, them pillow cases stuffed, n***a I don't f** with f** n***as, f** with me, you get trunked, n***a Step up in the club, bet none of us get touched, n***a All us got .30s, we let them b**hes bust, n***a All us got .30s, we let them b**hes bust, n***a Got a young n***a that's 15 and all he do is slump n***as Young n***a that's 15 and all he do is slump n***as Dissing us, you drunk, n***a? Your whole squad full of punk n***as Don't make me grab that pump, n***a, turn y'all to some skunk n***as b**h, we them n***as, and ain't no way around it I got a lot of guns, I'm talking hundred round sh**, damn What's up with all of these f** n***as? What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as 300, it's just us, n***a What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as What's up with all of these f** n***as? Too many faces, I can't trust n***as I'm toting, phone and my pill, they rolling We lurking, see 'em on 'em, headshot, told little bro "done him" 'Cause little bro' keep it on him, he shoot, he shoot, he blowing Face shot so ain't no viewing, closed casket, ain't no face No face, it ain't no case, police, it ain't no trace That's why I use the .8, sometimes I use the .30 That's when we do 'em dirty, that mean we show no mercy That loud, that pipe be perfect, ain't a n***a perfect Don't be no dummy, boy A lot of n***as paranoid Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy What's up with all of these f** n***as? What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as 300, it's just us, n***a What's up with all of these f** n***as? They fake as f**, man, I can't trust n***as What's up with all of these f** n***as? Too many faces, I can't trust n***as