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ay huncho - most hated lyrics
[intro]
(stepuz on the tape)
yeah
ayy, turn me up, i’m ’bout to spit some real sh_t (ilir808 sh_t)
ayy
[verse 1]
load five bricks in the maybach, i’m tryna move like meech
big chopper on my hip make me move in peace
i can’t tell you the stories about the deceased
just know that the gang don’t play on the beef, it’s peak
i go to sleep with a strap in my sheets
the opps all on break, i don’t know how they eat (p_ssy)
they cover their face, they don’t want me to see
i don’t blame ’em, they know i’m the king in the street
let ’em all tell you, facetime calls, gotta cover my face
don’t ask about gang, they all over the place
some out of state, some in the cage
won’t sleep ’cause of me, the stage where i lay
i know they don’t like me, i stay in their face
i stay getting paid, i don’t leave a trace
npc, still like playing games
know we got shots, but they’re not fadeaways
the cars that we got guarantee get_aways
he planned an attack, but he died on the day
dumb c_nt should’ve just stayed in his lane
babe, stop lookin’ for love, i’m lookin’ for opps
the games that you played had me trippin’ a lot
the life that i live, it’s so hard to trust
close the back door, please don’t leave it unlocked
[chorus]
i know they don’t like us
i’m stuck in my ways, i’m gettin’ this paper, f_ck all the oppers
i wipe ’em away, they’re not here to stay, i hop in the lam’ truck
i got my glock, so i’m never all alone
all alone
[verse 2]
ayy, just take a seat, let me tell you a story
i left marco just with his blood, it was gory
we go in this b_tch and start uppin’ the scorey
i don’t trust b_tches, not interesting for me (gang)
i smile in pics, but don’t get it confused
i leave all my opps on the covers of news (haha)
they talk with a spite, but won’t fit in my shoes (haha)
we on the top floor and we’re lovin’ the views (woohoo)
the smack that i give ’em, i still got more left (gang)
i know that they’re pressed, got my foot on their neck (hah)
i step and i step, i got ’em all stressed
60 gang, got a glock for his chest (uh_huh)
long live moo, you’re not comin’ back
i loved you to death, put the 6 on the map (gang)
they locked up masur, i’m stressin’ the fact
i know you’re a king, i pray you’ll be back
my old b_tch left, i still ain’t stressed
i went to the trap, got another brick pressed (haha)
i’m talkin’ to bro, he’s locked in the pen’
then stuck in the cell, i’m feelin’ his pain (free the gang)
another hundred nights, every day’s the same (gang)
i told him don’t worry, we’re still stuck in the game (uh_huh)
and when he come home, all this sh_t gotta change
i put all my pain in this music (gang)
[chorus]
i know they don’t like us
i’m stuck in my ways, i’m gettin’ this paper, f_ck all the oppers
i wipe ’em away, they’re not here to stay, i hop in the lam’ truck
i got my glock, so i’m never all alone
all alone
[outro]
i know they don’t like us
f_ck all the oppers
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