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big30 & n less entertainment - cmo 4l كلمات أغنية

[intro: big30]
(shakelova, that’s my dad)
blrrd, big blrrd (mmm, manny, cook that sh_t up)
uh
say, it’s hard to f_ck with me, ayy

[verse: big30]
i like sh_ttin’ on baby momma ’cause she hate that sh_t (hate that sh_t)
i done made a hundred ‘fore 10, it’s 8:36 (it’s 8:36)
street n_gga, take that drip out (street), send it straight to the bricks (straight to the projects)
do you know how many bad b_tches ate this d_ck? (bad, ate this d_ck)
they can’t shake this sh_t (shake it), they can’t take this d_ck (they can’t take it)
fifty thousand in my mouth (fifty), i’m like, “ho, taste this spit” (come here, come here)
ever catch me in your party, it’s a drac’ in it (a blrrd)
seven, ’97 demon, scared to race this b_tch (skrrt, vroom)
biggest gangster go against the city (the city)
i’m street for real, i got a bond with all the pretty b_tches (pretty b_tches)
we changin’ lives as choppa gang (choppa), take the chop’ for these switches (these switches)
or send a drop to my lil’ n_gga phone, i grant your wishes (hit him up)
i take care all my b_tches but i spend more on my n_ggas (lift ’em up)
’cause they gon’ be there, life or death, the b_tch don’t pull no trigger (f_ck ’em)
forever speak my mind, i got that from my n_gga mister (mister)
don’t take no sh_t, stand on that business and keep totin’ that pistol (totin’ that pistol)
man, i’m like, “f_ck a n_gga” (f_ck a n_gga), b_tch, i got a truste six_figure (a trust)
done lost your d_mn mind, can’t f_ck me and don’t f_ck my n_gga (gotta f_ck)
n_ggas done died for less, better watch who you cussin’, n_gga (watch who you buck)
i might get mad, hop in that red eye and go bust a n_gga (hop out and bust)
why would you play with me? (blrrd, blrrd) you know i been hoppin’ in cars (on god)
i dropped a n_gga ass before i ever dropped some bars (that’s on god)
i was a senile before a boss, had to play my card (go get, on god)
if nuskie told me shoot at you, then your ass gettin’ shot (gettin’ shot)
a glock 19 with fifty shots, look like a hangin’ pot (blrrd, blrrd)
i love this nickel, but the glock 30 my favorite glock
they know i’m slow, i done spinned on sh_t out my momma car (that’s on my momma)
the opps can’t wait ’til they catch me, i bring sh_t to a stop (to a stop)
sh_t done got easy, i sit on my ass and watch sh_t drop (b_tch sh_t)
them baby threats, don’t play that sh_t, they leave sh_t in the car (they bench sh_t)
a problem child, even my momma know i k!lled before (murder)
let off a hundred, i done really felt like wilt before (wilt chamberlain)
talkin’ ’bout wilt chamberlain just in case your dumbass listen slow (ha)
n_ggas can’t tell me sh_t if i done f_cked this b_tch before (can’t tell me nothin’)
i be on every block like big30 a liquor store (block)
i keep a gun over at choppa gang, we pistol totin’ (blrrd)
certified members in them cars behind me, quick to blow it (blrrd, blrrd)
and if it four guns in these cards, then it’s a clip for sure (the blrrd)
i put that on my soul with no guns, i push sh_t on swole (on swole)
it’s still free shiesty, he just did nine months in the hole (up in the hole)
how the f_ck you gon’ break a herman with a steel sole? (steel sole)
money my casket, ask my fingers, throwin’ up cmos (cmos)
cg for life, on tim froze (gone)

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