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ft freddie gibbs scrilla - they scared (ft. freddie gibbs) - scrilla lyrics
hold up p-ssy n-gg-
what’s that sh-t you sayin’?
we came in here to reapin’
we were jumping on your heads
look them n-gg-rs scared now
know i got ’em scared
there’s some b-tches got to screamin’ like
watch out for that chair
put out their flexin’ like you bad at this
we muggin’ here
these n-gg-s wanna shoot the one
but you can’t tell me here
my pistol always on my waist
we shot over here
i done my drink right here
hold up, i got these p-ssy n-gg-s paranoid
calling for security won’t help you when i got a toy
chop her in the trunk calling my b-tch n-gg- eat her
hit her with that desert digger, buzzer beater
f-ck you people, ya’ll think i talk this
i break jaws when i hit the floor, when i knock one on
you p-ssy n-gg-s better buckle up
it’s a low ride with that four five
got for that big nine
when i bring that i just kick fine
you tryin’ to run, you got paralyzed
like snoop dog and it’s a birdy case
my goons ready, they stay buzzin’
they walk around with their murder face
we send n-gg-s to the pearly gates
while you rap and brag about murder breaks
it’s no snitching and no talking
i never made for a 48
hold up p-ssy n-gg-
what’s that sh-t you sayin’?
we came in here to reapin’
we were jumping on your heads
look them n-gg-rs scared now
know i got ’em scared
there’s some b-tches got to screamin’ like
watch out for that chair
put out their flexin’ like you bad at this
we muggin’ here
these n-gg-s wanna shoot the one
but you can’t tell me here
my pistol always on my waist
we shot over here
i done my drink right here
i got these p-ssy n-gg-s paranoid
got two fans for the
and now they sh-t you, can tell you boy
they used a sell that boy
get honey bounce, you can nail that boy
gotta let your motherf-cker, enough said
you go busy -ss n-gg-r, i smell that boy
straight stake, suicide like a 6-4 length
’cause you might as well kill yourself, b-tch
before you step to me, what you think
mean motherf-ckers wanna act so street
but when they beg for peace i keep bank
they head to the cte, sh-t
hold up p-ssy n-gg-
what’s that sh-t you sayin’?
we came in here to reapin’
we were jumping on your heads
look them n-gg-rs scared now
know i got ’em scared
there’s some b-tches got to screamin’ like
watch out for that chair
put out their flexin’ like you bad at this
we muggin’ here
these n-gg-s wanna shoot the one
but you can’t tell me here
my pistol always on my waist
we shot over here
i done my drink right here
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