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42 dugg & est gee - free the shiners lyrics
free the shiners lyrics
[intro: est gee]
(look out, veno)
yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, mm
[verse 1: est gee]
hop out with the chop out at my opp house
n_ggas swear they don’t f_ck with 12, be tryna cop out
drive bounce, smellin’ what i’m cookin’, put the rock down
thot b_tch used to f_ck with us, she a opp’ now
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
block b_tch, f_ckin’ b, her excuse: she sellin’ them beans
who want ’em for seventeen? a thousand under eleven gs
if check, exotic? nah n_gga, meth? yes
rapper where? i sell dog and i’m not embarrassed
[verse 3: est gee]
stress press, circle squares, and that’s a solid rep
quarter large, this b_tch hittin’ hard she tryin’ not to stare
i don’t care, i done dumped on n_ggas with they mama there
i’ma jump out first, you know i never been no follower
[verse 4: 42 dugg]
i saved her under “swallower”
supreme trues, prada purse
i don’t trust a b_tch, so if i slip my youngins still alert
rappers second, k!ller first
my opps probably invented shirts
what’s the next? still in the dirt
lil’ homie and cousin, i’m young, thuggin’
big sprites, they muddy, twelve uncles, they nutty
we been k!llin’ for money
[verse 5: est gee]
yeah, we been k!llin’ for nothin’, bare face in public
let’s get back for out brother, n_gga better not ask for nothin’
back up, better not touch me, n_ggas get k!lled for clutchin’
n_ggas die before they blink they eyes, ain’t even see me up in here
was fire, d_mn near crossed my eyes, i ain’t even get to f_ck her
i was high, we just met one time, i told this b_tch i love her
[verse 6: 42 dugg]
and i told this b_tch just f_ck her
can’t get me, gotta do my brother
count to three, at three i’m dumpin’
bumpin’, jumpin’, f_ck ’em, slump ’em
been yellin’ “free ric”, i’m still yellin’ “free me”
e_s_t, free the shiners, exotic weed, got cs, i ain’t ban it
f_ck n_ggas been tryin’ me, ain’t no put it behind me
i’m on this sh_t for real, ain’t jumpin on no deals
before i was countin’ ms, i was keepin’ up with drills
i know what you ain’t did
and i know that you ain’t built for smoke
so, why you playin’ with a n_gga who done k!lled before?
we still young, thuggin’
yellin’ “free all my brothers”, yellin’ “free all the shiners”
indicted for wearin’ diamonds, f_ck ’em
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