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marii3x - survive lyrics
[intro: cruddy murda]
(marii this sh_t crank)
hey cruddy
d_mn
homie what’s up bro?
b_tch_ass n_gga
hey cruddy
ka_ka_ka! huh?
ka!
[chorus: cruddy murda]
n_ggas been painting it’s hard to survive
and i’m moving around i’m moving with “ka”
i’m off these lines i’m not gon’ lie
sneaky a sniper he shot out his eye
locked in with a b_tch and she told me she bi
ray j say he tryna go on the y
tryna pluck a n_gga and go up on score
he ain’t playing his crib ’cause i slept on his porch
i been chasing that qua’ since i found it was better
they tried to spin we blew up that jetta
talking to [?] it make me feel better
running my racks up daily i’m kirking
this sh_t not for play but i’m closing your curtain
he got k!lled where he wanted he ain’t from there for certain
n_ggas keep dropping them disses ain’t working
put some sh_t on your head have your best friend smoke you
[verse: semi homie]
i keep rolling my [?] i’m whipping on sh_t
she gave me his drop he was whipping that b_tch
this n_gga talking i’m ’bout to go see him
i ain’t taking off these boots so i catch me a n_gga
long live yz i’m coming behind him
pick off slime b_tches i know how to find ’em
we running the north n_gga i’m ’bout to remind ’em
we lost his car for a second but we right back behind him
she told her friend that she domed me i’m right behind ’em
i’m f_cking his b_tch got her screaming “on the men”
we doubling back like five or six times
there’s sh_t going on n_gga i’m glued to my iron
they’re capping i’m ’bout to be glued to their block
i ain’t got time for this b_tch so her number got blocked
next n_gga i bag i’m tying him up
these rp’s boo won’t get tired when we f_ck
i hop in that car every time it’s time to ask bro
you keep talking i bagged you lil’ bro
n_gga leaking he fighting like sh_t to touch ten
i send over my men they be standing on ten
they go live when we come through they’re gone
high_speed chase b_tch you better be calm
i’m off these perc’s and i told her “let’s f_ck”
he ain’t getting no money his life getting rough
one thing about it my gun getting fired
this b_tch keep tapping out, she ’bout to get fired
i’ma bag you i feel like you playing both sides
can’t n0body say when i make up my mind
you don’t want me to start abusing my muscle
this [?] really nothing i wouldn’t even touch you
i fumbled my g22, hey boo i love you
hashtag gang put your hood on shuffle
[chorus: cruddy murda]
n_ggas been painting it’s hard to survive
and i’m moving around i’m moving with “ka”
i’m off these lines i’m not gon’ lie
sneaky a sniper he shot out his eye
locked in with a b_tch and she told me she bi
ray j say he tryna go on the y
tryna pluck a n_gga and go up on score
he ain’t playing his crib ’cause i slept on his porch
i been chasing that qua’ since i found it was better
they tried to spin we blew up that jetta
talking to [?] it make me feel better
running my racks up daily i’m kirking
this sh_t not for play but i’m closing your curtain
he got k!lled where he wanted he ain’t from there for certain
n_ggas keep dropping them disses ain’t working
put some sh_t on your head have your best friend smoke you
[outro]
(marii this sh_t crank)
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