
42 twinz - well respected lyrics
[verse 1: 42 twins]
42 for life, how could i change up?
i’m ’bout to drop and f_ck the whole game up
i know the feds watching, but i still can’t put the caine up
i know they hate that 42, i’ll never have my chain tucked
i stopped copping petty, stacked it all and got to copping weight
used to get it off the block, now i get it state to state
ride with a 30 round, ’cause n_ggas want me out the way
riding with a 30 round, i hope these n_ggas out today
if you ain’t throw no shots for [?], i ain’t riding with you
if you ain’t feel no pain from [?], then i can’t get high with you
it’s h.b.g.b., i sware this sh_t forever
r.i.p. [?], and it’s f_ck your clique forever
when my twin went to prison, i lost thе 40 streetstrip
that was everything, i couldn’t buy my shorty sh_t
bounced back, pumping dog likе [?]
free [?], they acting like they got him on the [?]
[verse 2: peezy]
mama told me, it’d be days like this
got a n_gga wishing i would’ve saved my chips
my own homies changed on me, f_ck it, shame on them
get money, drop n_ggas, we on that same old sh_t
when your back against the wall, tell me, who can you trust?
stood tall in that water, no other crew but us
ghetto boys, that’s my clique, and i stand on it
it’s blood on this sh_t, i spent some bands on it
leaning like i need a kickstand for me
getting cheese like the f_cking brick man know me
you see this chain, b_tch, you better not put your hands on it
we gon’ find out your whereabouts, we gon’ be laying on it
cool n_gga, layed back, always in my own lane
but these streets will make the coolest n_gga go insane
get the f_ck out the game, if you don’t know the game
they just k!lled my n_gga [?] i’m drinking purple drank
[verse 3: bandgang biggz]
[?] misunderstood
everywhere i go, i gotta have that bundgy pulled
everytime i come around, n_ggas looking [?]
that come from the cook up in the pot, i let it boil
300 degrees, now we finna let it bake
once we take it out, we let it sizzle on the plate
fiend in the [?] with me, i’m finna let him taste
one little snack, and he said this sh_t was great
now i’m on my bag flow, tryna get a wraith
running up that cash, ho, get up out my face
i done blew a backwood, now i’m outer sp_ce
this [?] you should come and get a steak
n_ggas on my head, ’cause i’m out here getting bread
but that used to be me, out here just looking for a shred
so i ain’t tryna tell you young n_ggas how to live
but if you rob me, you better know to use them legs
n_gga
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