Artist: Young Pappy Album: 3 Letter Gang (S) Song: 3 Letter Gang Typed by: AZ Lyrics Fuck hoes, get cash Stop hatin with your bitch ass This TFG and PBG, we at your neck like whiplash Fuck niggas wanna diss on me tryna make a name for they self I call that shit suicide niggas better off hangin they self, hold on My style so versatile, she throw it back don't hurt me now Niggas calling my phone woofing I play like I ain't got service now She say she ain't suck no dick before but I know damn well she learnin now You on the inside lookin out, I got a Mac that'll take your curtains down Niggas claim they in the streets, but they lyin nigga I slide through your block all the time Ion see not one you niggas outside And niggas hate me still singin my rhymes This shit my life I ain't tryna get signed And I don't text so if it ain't sex or if it ain't money bitch get off my line, hold on Everybody love the gang throw it up if you claim that Designer bandana I bang that I'm from the pole where it's cold where I hang at So nigga fuck you if you ain't that Cause my niggas is all I need And mufuckas bleed just like I bleed Raybans on me fake niggas Ion see, hold on Hold on hold on hold on hold on Ion think they heard what the fuck bro said He said, "Fuck hoes, get cash and stop hatin with your bitch ass"