Oppressed Lyrics

[Intro:]
I didn't get this draco tatted for no reason
I  got this bitch tatted after a bitch told me in her song
"You  ain't got enough muscle for the draco to kick back"

Rocky, why you speaking on me, bitch? I wasn't speaking on you

Yeah
You 
Been  on my dick bitch. You love my style

[Verse 1:]
Glock on me now and that bitch fully loaded
Why  bitches talking pistols and I know they homeless
Do it for the gram, they don't really want it
I got bitches cliquin' up 'cause they already folded
You got a big head, I got a big gun (I got a big gun)
I  want bitches dead, don't care which one (Don't care which one)
I put bitches on they heads, tell 'em get some
We could scrap or we could shoot, just tell 'em pick one
Say she coming to the city, I should bring my niggas
She must want me back in jail 'cause I'on play with niggas
But my guys don't need a reason, better save ya niggas
When you finally get yo L bitch don't be blamin' niggas
Cuban got her head bust for a free chain
Molly linkin' up with opps so she could scream gang
Tatt a gun she never shot, I think the bitch lame
Never been a hoe, if it's a problem I'mma speak names
I'll chop the whole car, f*ck them bitches ridin'
Stunna came to Detroit but the bitch was high
They don't really want no smoke, bitches know I'm slidin'
'Cause if it really came to it bitches know they dyin'
Molly on some shit, bitch come get a testing
If she stay off my dick, shit I'll give her extra
Seen in person she ain't shit so I don't even sweat her
All she do is talk shit so I can't even let her
You gave that p*ssy to a lame, now you mad about it
Cuban f*cked a snitch nigga, ain't no way she 'bout it
Stunna p*ssy got a ticket, you can pay her out it
My nigga know my shit on lock so he don't play about it

[Hook:]
Hoes still ain't got a car, but they got a M
I'm a hustler. I'll never see me roll with them
Free hair and some clothes, bitches think they goals?
Whoever put you bitches on know they f*ckin' wrong Hoes don't see a doctor, but they see me post
When I ran down on Cuban that bitch seen a ghost
I be thuggin' in my city, it ain't hard to find me
Talkin' niggas that they f*cked is when they caught a body

[Verse 2:]
Yes, I'mma knock the color out these bitches wigs
Me turn down some beef? Bitch I never did
Since these bitches want me dead tell 'em get me then
Y'all got abortions 'cause y'all know I woulda killed the kids
I'll spit on bitches mamas if I ever seen 'em
I'll tell the truth. To be one hunnid, I do not believe 'em
Hoes gathered all they niggas just for one scar
And the picture in the cage, that was the dumbest part
Lemme gather all my niggas, ain't no going home
Head busted, teeth missin', and some broken bones
Cuban told the whole world she be callin' 12
If I'on get 'em back on Earth I'mma catch 'em in hell
Bitches catchin' a shell. They be cappin' forreal
That nine on me like my jeans, ain't no lackin' forreal
Bitches actin' forreal
Give 'em action they tell
When you had braces in yo mouth, that's not packin' the steel
I think bitches is jokes. Besides pictures they broke
I let bitches hang they self, I just give 'em the ropes
Every bitch that wanted beef say my song as a quote
That's why they can't stay away. Shit, I'm better than dope
All y'all bitches can die
They just sick I'm the goat
Until they bury bitches souls, I'mma bully them hoes
Bitches know what I'm on
Just keep rappin' for now
All that tough shit they was postin', they takin' it down
Ain't no takin' me down
Get to sprayin' 'em down
And if you on them bitches side then I'm layin' you down
I'm in the booth like it's a gym, shit I'm playin' for now

I'm Rocky Badd, hard body. Now say that I'm lyin'

[Outro:]
Bitch

Y'all already know what the f*ck I'm on

And you
Been on my dick, bitch. You love my style

And we keepin' all that shit!

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