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big sad 1900 - let's get it poppin كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(what up, uce?)
—it’s like, n_gga
we in this b_tch, man
gettin’ all the drinks (look)

[verse 1]
when n_ggas mad up, bossed up and got it poppin’ (and got it poppin’)
and be rappin’ ’bout my life and makin’ a profit (yeah)
when you slide through the ghettos on the topic
’cause your baby mama friends know i got it (huh)
i was fightin’ cases, she was rude on the phone (b_tch, you was—)
thinkin’ to myself, she must think i ain’t comin’ home
f_ckin’ on the suckers, havin’ fun when i was gone
b_tch, f_ck you, and your mama know you wrong (b_tch, f_ck you)
n_gga, you’ll get your ass k!lled, this ain’t a song (n_gga)
pull up to your park and come, and see what n_ggas on (yeah)
remember me and bro was droppin’ activists and jones
i don’t need no help, i wanna do this sh_t alone (do this sh_t alone)
touch a lil’ money thеn start thinkin’ ’bout my ways (yeah)
do it for my kids, i gotta get up off this case (huh)
n_gga, takе your time with this sh_t, it ain’t a race
and celebrate why you here, gold bottle of ace—

[chorus]
let’s get it poppin’, every n_gga ’round me in this b_tch gon’ do some violence (yeah)
would’ve took your word, but i just know that you be lyin’ (yeah)
look you in your eyes, you know you wrong, you started cryin’
cool as a fan in this b_tch, i’m just vibin’
every n_gga ’round me in this b_tch gon’ keep it solid (solid)
step your head out until we hear the police sirens (police sirens)
with the came and got you by myself, but you be hidin’ (but you be hidin’)
keep your feelings off the internet, let’s keep it silent
[verse 2]
you’ve been a b_tch, n_ggas ’round you know you ain’t that (know you ain’t that)
from the heights, only raise k!llers off a cadillac (yeah)
fumbled in that stations had too much and we ain’t havin’ that (we ain’t havin’ that)
sippin’ on this double cup, i just want my granny back (huh)
n_gga, that’s a purse, talkin’ ’bout that sh_t a f_nny pack (woah)
raised in the gutter with no strap, you gettin’ popped at
this song, but ain’t this sh_t, n_gga, stop that (stop)
fiends come and ask for the blow like, “where the rocks at?” (yeah)
run it up, tryna get cuban links and watches
west la, n_gga, and them hoes know we poppin’
n_ggas know the real from the fake, you can’t knock it (can’t knock it)
i’m double cupped up just watchin’ the houston rockets
my eastside n_ggas see me out, they like, they love that (they love that)
pullin’ up in south central like, “where the drugs at?” (where the drugs at?)
bad_ass gang members runnin’ with no rugrats
you ain’t ever where the money be, you where the fun at (huh)

- big sad 1900

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