no savage - no hook lyrics
[intro]
uh, aye, b_tch, b_tch, mob
aye i’m on some dmg sh_t right here
uh, uh
[verse]
i don’t_i don’t f_ck with a n_gga who f_ck with the opps
if we run into him we dropping some shots
got a mask on my face while i’m cookin’ the crack and the tape wasn’t ready i’m pushin’ it back
turn his head to a target we pushin’ it back
and we spy on the opps ain’t no way they could lack
sh_t ain’t gon’ be drop if it’s bake in the pack
get hit by this fifth and i bet he collapse
when i get that ticket i’m buildin’ the trap
used to send it in builders to get off pack
i still can’t believe that i grew up to rap
whatever i’m speakin’ this sh_t gon’ be fact
and we fishin’ the bin and we slidin’ the tires
i up with the glock see the flash in his eyes
lil’ cap ass n_ggas ain’t doin’ no crimes (uh)
got homicide for slangin’ that iron (uh)
that boy tried to rob ’em we punished him tryin’
they get out of check we gon’ put ’em in line (uh)
and you can be great if you give it some time
i kept that sh_t goin’ i knew i would shine
and the real and the fake ain’t gon’ never combine
got a fifth for my hip had to swap out the nine
if i go through some sh_t i ain’t goin’ out cryin’
if i ever get k!lled then i’m goin’ out firin’
had to get my respect had to make me a hit
and the crummiest b_tches be thinkin’ they lit
when i go the show got the gl!cks in the whip
if they pull on the side point the sticks to the whip
if you f_ck up your sack i can give you a zip
and if my n_gga fall then i give him a lift
got way too much beef to be ridin’ in lyfts
if 12 get behind us the [?]
if i call you my dog we lockin’ it in
they spin on his circle we boxin’ it in
and i gave it a break i ain’t stoppin’ again i go load up the drac’ and go drop on his men
rps in the glock ‘fore whenever we spin
got knicks and the drop get you two for the ten
my n_gga just punished a opp, if we run into him again then we scorin’ again
they don’t listen to game i ain’t showin’ ’em then
pull up on me wrong then i’m doin’ ’em in
if she don’t eat d_ck i ain’t bein’ her friend
n_gga poke out his chest and i’m blowin’ it in
and i stay with the gang i’m dmg n_gga
i ain’t character rappin’ i’m bein’ me n_gga
go out with the mob i’m treatin’ my n_ggas
a table of shooters i’m feedin’ the k!llers
we gon’ put him to rest tryna be a gorilla
they could look in my eyes see the street in a n_gga
i know i could die i don’t sleep on a n_gga
we pull up hop out put the heat on a n_gga
i ain’t hoppin’ no gates tryna creep on a n_gga
if you let me get close then i’m leavin’ you n_gga
and my young n_ggas rap i believe in them n_gga
with these cartier shades i ain’t seein’ you n_ggas
you a b_tch and i can’t see the g in you n_gga
[outro]
(uh)
(i just can’t see the g in you n_gga)
(just can’t see the g in you n_ggas)
(i can’t see the g in you n_ggas)
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