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big30 - enemies lyrics

[intro]
(them motherf_ckers dyin’, kj)
(zboy goin’ crazy)
(kj, let the beat knock)
blrrrd, blrrrd
big blrrrd
check, ayy

[chorus]
got a spot out of town, i gotta get ‘way from all these people (bye)
n_ggas burnin’ my face up, i took my faith from all these people (fire)
you ain’t gon’ get in that car ’bout me, don’t shake my hand when you see me (don’t shake my hand)
f_ck the fake smile, boy, you can keep it (keep it)
you don’t f_ck with me, i don’t f_ck with you either (f_ck)
n_gga ain’t gon’ f_ck with me, i keep my gun, i paid the reaper (paid the reaper)
think i got magic, turn you from a person to a blunt of reefer (magic)
man, f_ck them n_ggas went against mе, thought i was over, was finished (big30)
shiesty got lockеd, n_ggas dropped they nuts on me like we was enemies (aight)

[verse 1]
but now we is, n_gga, f_ck ya, i don’t need no n_gga for nothin’ (aight)
back in ferrari, we thuggin’
but no more draco totin’ in public (no more)
judge say he can’t be ’round nothin’ but family, no other (okay)
or no members, or nothin’ (okay)
well, your honor, this my brother (that’s my brother)
(they gon’ have to deal with that and i’ma tell you that off top)
(even if they put my name, i’ma go change my sh_t tomorrow)
this my brother, my fraternal spin, notice i ain’t say twin (this really my brother)
i say spin ’cause we don’t look sh_t alike (ayy, ayy), but he spin, then i spin (blrrrd)
[chorus]
got a spot out of town, i gotta get ‘way from all these people (‘way from all these people)
n_ggas burnin’ my face up, i took my faith from all these people (took my faith from all these people)
you ain’t gon’ get in that car ’bout me (you ain’t gon’ get), don’t shake my hand when you see me
f_ck the fake smile, boy, you can keep it
you don’t f_ck with me, i don’t f_ck with you either (f_ck)
n_gga ain’t gon’ f_ck with me, i keep my gun, i paid the reaper (f_ck)
think i got magic, turn you from a person to a blunt of reefer (magic)
man, f_ck them n_ggas went against me, thought i was over, was finished (finished)
shiesty got locked, n_ggas dropped they nuts on me like we was enemies (dropped they nuts on me)

[verse 2]
but that’s aight, though (that’s aight)
long as i got my money, my b_tch, my n_gga, my pipe, though (i’m aight)
f_ck i’ma get backdoored? p_ssy, i don’t even like folks
n_gga talkin’ ’bout back door, n_gga ass better touch the right door (the right door)
you can’t get up on me, boy, you gotta better change that tight rope (tight rope)
keep typin’ on the net (net)
n_gga keep typin’ ’bout 30, they gon’ type about you next (next)
we done caught n_ggas ass wide awake and put they ass to rest (they gone)
think i put xanax in my bullet, we put his neck on his chest (gone)
he tried to put on a vest (what?), ha, got his dome checked
thought he caught me c8 up in traffic, shot the wrong ‘vette (wrong ‘vette)
who got dropped? i’m independent, 30 get his own check (his own check)
had dropped that three hundred k and the rest was over with (that was over)
and that’s how that went, n_gga (went, n_gga)
i was in my feelings, i ain’t never dropped a diss, n_gga (b_tch)
‘fore i ever met you, n_gga, i was the one spinnin’, n_gga (uh)
i just never spoke on it ’cause nuskie never did, n_gga (n_gga)
and plus we done got rich, n_gga
[chorus]
got a spot out of town, i gotta get ‘way from all these people (bye)
n_ggas burnin’ my face up, i took my faith from all these people (fire)
you ain’t gon’ get in that car ’bout me, don’t shake my hand when you see me (don’t shake my hand)
f_ck the fake smile, boy, you can keep it (keep it)
you don’t f_ck with me, i don’t f_ck with you either (f_ck)
n_gga ain’t gon’ f_ck with me, i keep my gun, i paid the reaper (paid the reaper)
think i got magic, turn you from a person to a blunt of reefer (magic)
man, f_ck them n_ggas went against me, thought i was over, was finished (big30)
shiesty got locked, n_ggas dropped they nuts on me like we was enemies (aight)

- big30 lyrics

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