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legaxy - memories of war lyrics
started this sh_t now n_ggas wanna follow
n_gga want smoke so i gave the n_gga a hollow
his b_tch kept crying so i gave her ass the bottle
and i got gass like we just won the lotto
smoking on opps n_gga wanna rap about the glock
i’ll put his ass in a box so let’s send shots
he a running back with the glock
he’ll really act like he pop
ten bans in that wall and i ain’t even touch that
she got ass so i gotta touch that
he won’t last so i gotta f_ck that
so i hit the a gap then i gotta cut back
touchdown scores she in love with the goat
i’m in love with my music i don’t love on no hoe
started from the no now i made it to the bay
to f_ckin’ ahead no this ain’t for the race
no hе a b_tch he ain’t ready to go
you know he a b_tch hе ain’t upping the score
this ain’t a skit b_tch we ready for war
claim he a pit i’ll turn into vick like magic
no look and assist she don’t even know
she think it’s a skit f_ck the front door
we in the back in this b_tch skiz on the road
with bag full of l!cks
ready for war ain’t no flaws in my bars
and we don’t do no make believe we send him straight to the stars
and remember cold nights when sh_t really was hard
like sh_t ain’t even going right i reminisce though that part
ready for war ain’t no flaws in my bars
and we don’t do no make believe we send him straight to the stars
and remember cold nights when sh_t really was hard
like sh_t ain’t really going right i reminisce though
hate to lose but i love to win
something like the devil all i know is the f_ckin’ sin
locked up did a whole year in that f_ckin’ b_tch
young skiz fresh out the motherf_ckin’ pen just cop the zip
now it’s time to f_ckin’ flip gotta get this money b_tch
i gotta stack my f_ckin’ chips i ain’t never been a snitch
i ain’t never been a b_tch you can ask my whole cl!ck
n_gga ain’t switched left a n_gga wholly like some swish cheese
broke yo pockets now they empty
like we at dinner i need that f_ckin’ check pleases
so you know you gotta run it in f_ck making friends b_tch
i rather make them f_ckin’ bans b_tch
i need that money it will never end
till i’m riding in a foreign it’s a f_ckin’ benz
or i’m in that vet it go skirt skirt
put yo n_gga on a shirt cause
we riding by through your mother f_ckin’ block
what you know you opp n_gga watch you’ll get shot
i’ma motherf_ckin’ drop you
like this song n_gga i go nuts l like cashews
in the streets we watch you
ready for war ain’t no flaws in my bars
and we don’t do no make believe we send him straight to the stars
and remember cold nights when sh_t really was hard
like sh_t ain’t even going right i reminisce though that part
ready for war ain’t no flaws in my bars
and we don’t do no make believe we send him straight to the stars
and remember cold nights when sh_t really was hard
like sh_t ain’t really going right i reminisce though
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