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retch - 2-eleven lyrics
[intro]
like, like, like
all these n-gg-s already
takenforgranted
[chorus]
bad little b-tch in her vickys, huh, view overlooking the bity, huh
pull up and f-ck up the city, huh, cool hundred thousand, no biggie, huh
jump out the choppers top of buildings, into coupes without the ceiling, woah, woah
i seen my uncle whipping chickens, used to serve in front the children, woah, woah
[post-chorus]
i seen a lot of sh-t, i swear to god, i never tell about it, no
been through a lot of sh-t, i thank the lord he let me make it out it (i think the lord)
i never switch up on my n-gg-s, don’t know what i’d do without ’em, huh, huh
n-gg-s, they talk they shooting sh-t, but we know shooters move in silence, huh, huh
[verse]
n-gg-s, they talk that gunning sh-t but we know shooters move in silence, huh, huh
i roll with n-gg-s on parole and n-gg-s that’s promoting violence, huh, huh
i let the whip get polished while lil momma give a n-gg- knowledge, huh, huh
i never wondered, but i took that work and put inside the college (huh-huh)
i’m thinking ’bout coppin’ a mazi truck, in the booth, i run out with a lot of bucks
if you ain’t ’bout your bread, you can’t rock with us, p-ssy n-gg-, you broke, get your pockets up
haters, they sneak dissing, shots at us, i’m about to just f-cking some commas up
sh-t, i might get my side b-tch an aston martin, man, i just did a show at the f-cking garden
the whip is so hard but the guts is soft, still eat a plate on my auntie porch
coroner promised on the tallest building, n-gg-s swerving a six, yeah, without the ceiling
thirty plus, getting top, that’s an awesome feeling, if he hated before, i do not forgive him
do it all for my dawgs that’s just down in prison, finna be in this ‘rarri just counting chicken
[chorus]
bad little b-tch in her vickys, huh, view overlooking the bity, huh
pull up and f-ck up the city, huh, cool hundred thousand, no biggie, huh
jump out the choppers top of buildings, into coupes without the ceiling, woah, woah
i seen my uncle whip some chickens, used to serve in front the children, woah, woah
[post-chorus]
i seen a lot of sh-t, i swear to god, i never tell about it, no
been through a lot of sh-t, i thank the lord he let me make it out it (i think the lord)
i never switch up on my n-gg-s, don’t know what i’d do without ’em, huh, huh
n-gg-s, they talk they shooting sh-t, but we know shooters move in silence, huh, huh
[chorus]
bad little b-tch in her vickys, huh, view overlooking the bity, huh
pull up and f-ck up the city, huh, cool hundred thousand, no biggie, huh
jump out the choppers top of buildings, into coupes without the ceiling, woah, woah
i seen my uncle whipping chickens, used to serve in front the children, woah, woah
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