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big sad 1900 - 2 p.m. كلمات أغنية

[intro]
aye tho
talk my sh_t
yea look…

[verse 1]
stomp a n_gga out in the club, i dare he mean mug
7 ounces in a 20 oz, yeah i love the drugs. in court looking mean as f_ck, cuz i hate the judge
n_gga you don’t even got a car, how you the plug?
i be wit yo b_tch getting high off that percocet, never met the b_tch she cashed me out [?]
ion need yo heart, look b_tch i need a rolex, a condo, a benz, a z06 corvette
big choppas n_gga in the field like we huntin
typa n_gga go for it baby i ain’t puntn
ask them b_tches that you be with, i ain’t frontin;
you posting other n_ggas sh_t, n_gga you be bluffing
they gave my n_gga all that time, down in the sucka
ain’t f_cking with no goofy as n_ggas im a hustla
i lost hope, i been broke never been no busta
she can’t even get my d_ck hard, then i won’t touch her

[interlude]
huh…

you know we on that sh_t man, feel me?
ain’t f_ckin with no sucka ass n_ggas…
f_ckin with them b_tches man. b_tches can’t even hold a n_gga down man
better stack that money up n_gga. run that sh_t up n_gga
have that lawyer ready n_gga…
[verse 2]
i’m the hottest out my section, know our rap, know our street sh_t, i need a v12 you can keep that v6
slap a n_gga all in the club over a sneak diss
forgiato’s on everything boy it be bleed sh_t
hit the count jail, call my ion need sh_t
yelling out “move b_tch” just like i’m ludacris
im a boss you seen a [?]
f_ck being broke, i sn_tch a n_gga out his sh_t quick
late nights tipping through the city i ran all lights
was on wit the suckas so we bump heads, we finna fight
n_gga you ain’t instagram trooper, you ain’t got stripes
i’m a die shooting when a n_gga try to take my life
summer ot sippin lean on a private flight
n_ggas always gas these hoes up but i don’t know the hype
ballin on these n_ggas eyes closed n_gga like mike
same n_gga i was up the road you ain’t send the kite

[outro…]

- big sad 1900

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