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nobleb3ck - cant even read lyrics
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[intro: n0bleb3ck]
ayy, mcb sh_t, b_tch
ayy, ayy
[chorus: n0bleb3ck]
angus steak on my plate every time that i eat
and i been shipping packs from the west to the east
b_tch, i been in this sh_t, repping mcb
and there’s true on my socks, and true on my t__th
and i’m so d_mn high that i can’t see
and that ho’ want to f_ck, ’cause she like that i’m mean
touch ten bands and i can’t even read
and i dropped out of high school, f_ck that sh_t!
[verse 1: n0bleb3ck]
young n0ble in this b_tch, and i’m cooking up
i ain’t going to wife the ho’, we just hooking up
i’m the goat of this sh_t, man, look it up
feeling like tony hawk, how i dropped in
feel like i could fly in these robin’s
posted up with mastercard, and we mobbing
hit a jugg on that boy, now he sobbing
i can’t trip about a b_tch, money calling
posted a little ass band, and he lost it
deep wеb ritual, sh_t demonic
and i hop on the mic, and i’m saucing
call my phone about a bad b_tch, i’m on it
and hе try to talk sh_t about mcb, then we find his ass like bin laden
get off your ass, get a job, i can’t beef with no grown man, it’s exhausting
[chorus: n0bleb3ck]
angus steak on my plate every time that i eat
and i been shipping packs from the west to the east
b_tch, i been in this sh_t, repping mcb
and there’s true on my socks, and true on my t__th
and i’m so d_mn high that i can’t see
and that ho’ want to f_ck, ’cause she like that i’m mean
touch ten bands and i can’t even read
and i dropped out of high school, f_ck that sh_t!
[verse 2: mastercard2k]
red bottom shoes, and i’m making them bleed
say you a shooter, that’s hard to believe
money and drugs only thing that i need
how the f_ck you talk tough if you talk to police?
ceo status, i feel like i’m steve
with my yellow bone b_tch, we gon’ shop overseas
hey, i’m living so reckless, one thirty degrees
think my shooter r_t_rded, he can’t even read
b_tch, i grew up with nothing, i had to get some
this that mcb sh_t, we gon’ empty the drum
big steak on my plate, got you boys eating crumbs
and i’ll buss it wherever, don’t care where you from
and that boy got no money, that cracker a bum
if i’m spinning your block, then you probably should run
if it ain’t about the guap, then it’s probably a dud
and these boys love to copy, these crackers my son, yeah
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