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big ghost ltd, rigz & mooch (da cloth) - 77b savage كلمات أغنية

[intro: rigz]
ayo, come here, let me see that sh_t
this hold six, right? you got some more sh_lls for it though?
why?
what you want? a buck 50 for this?
i got a hunnid, man, what up?
good lookin’ (ayo, mooch, get the v’s, son)
yeah (come on, we out, yo), yo, yo, ayo

[verse 1: rigz]
f_ck it, i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout death or present (not no more)
this the way i’ll have your necklace ripped and gun high
you in icu with a chest incision
gut shot in his benz, that’s his breakfast stinkin’, stupid (kk’s, n_gga)
i’m way too stressed for chillin’ (too stressed)
and honestly, i hate to hurt, but we stuck and poor
hope is gone, choosin’ wrong
there’s no doubt in my mind that i hate that’s worse (it’s worse)
i’ma break grams down just to break this curse
paralyzed one of y’all, you can date the nurse (date the hood rats)
wear this gauge like a chain how it sit on my neck
follow fiends to the money, who got it the best? (where you get that from?)
i ain’t have good aim, no kinda finesse (not early)
first three hit low, two at the top of the steps (yo, boom, boom)
one resorts, nine shine, who i gotta impress? (who?)
had a six_shot gauge, then we got the connects, n_gga
[chorus: rigz]
ain’t no way that i won’t get paid
it’s too long, i cut the steel with a switchblade (uh, that sh_t not easy)
do or die for your money? that’s a big trade (yeah)
and it’s a big gun, big sh_ll, big face (yo, yo)

[verse 2: mooch]
i got some fleets and some cocaine i’m turnin’ to cheese
fiends light it in a breeze, said it’s great for his knees (this sh_t got off right this time)
i’m on the scene with my mask on, “pillows”, i scream (pillows!)
made twenty off of baiters, still got ten in my jeans
i’m in the kitchen with a sniffer, he be mixin’ the steam
i got a blender for beginners, blaze wasn’t for beam (f_ck that whole package, n_gga)
i mean, i put this down, made the rockiest wrist
i feel like rocky on the corner, knock ’em out with the link (pew)
the way they shoot it in the arm, this sh_t should come with a beam (bob, yo, 9 millimeters)
i’m buyin’ everybody food stamps, it come with the green (hahahahahaha)
my dope stamps sayin’ “facts”, and i’m in a machine (sh_t)
i sold a junkie three bundles, he was bumpin’ the cream (i like that, n_ggas don’t miss)
i’m bumpin’ “c.r.e.a.m.”, yo, this nose candy come with the wings (haha)
you make a hunnid a hunnid times, it come with the flings
you probably sleepin’ with a rapper, yo, it come with the drinks (n_ggas ain’t nothin’, sit back, yo)
until that sh_t get ugly, it’s a wonderful thing (yo, yo, yo)

[outro: mooch]
godd_mn, bob, this n_gga’s the f_ckin’ man, son
n_gga, i just sold two sleeves in two hours, n_gga, what up, yo?
ha, can’t wait ’til 3 a.m., man
word, that’s when the f_ckin’ crackheads come out, man
i’ma sell the sh_t out these

- big ghost ltd rigz mooch da cloth

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