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sada baby - big hot cheeto lyrics
[hook]
tryna turn my opps hood to a cemetery
i got rounds on me now, no preliminary
big dog, big as f_ck when you see me
big skuba beat you up when you see me
big hot cheeto, big glock keeper
slid next day, b_tch, i been got even
get back gang on the east with my demons
seven mile n_gga in the hood with my heathens
you reach i teach stain they clothes no bleach
you reach i teach stain his clothes no bleach
you reach i teach stain they clothes no bleach
you hmmm i hmm stain they clothes no hmmm
[verse]
hmm, we’ll clear the smoke out the air chopper owe him
i know i got k!llers up in here because i roll with ’em
i’mma pull your bm by her hair because she gold_digging
and my bag big, boy, i’m bout to f_ck them hoes with her
f_ck the summer up, cold winter, ain’t got no feelings
that raw looking like my main b_tch cause i keep going with her
fn looking like my main squeeze, it keep going with me
fn looking like my better half ’cause i keep it
make me put them shooters on your ass, give me a reason
every time the opps cross our path they be bleeding
every time the opps near our hood they get left
we the n_ggas who be making them n_ggas take they last breath
because of us some n_ggas can’t see they babies first steps
because of us them n_ggas develop posttraumatic stress
we’ll k!ll a n_gga quick, he slippin’ postin that address
get to droppin’, he gon’ drop, the only option _ we the best
send him to the city morgue, send him to the bity morgue
we the type of n_ggas out of town with ’bout 50 40’s
i got white boy fiends big as h_ll, mickey rourke
these n_ggas done, extra finished, hit ’em with the fork
you n_ggas was done in high school, hit ’em with the sport
i just put my b_lls on that b_tch, she think it’s a sport
i just poked that n_gga in his chest, i think he a dork
i should thump that n_gga in his forehead because he’s short
as_salamu alayk_m with the draco i don’t eat no pork
permanent vacation he in heaven that ain’t no resort
your bm a sl_t, she a b_tch, that lil’ ho a wh0re
i give lil baby perky d_ck til she don’t want no more
i send some bullets through your brain til’ you don’t know no more
you know ain’t none of this sh_t gon’ change, i’mma up the score
drop a new chain with baguettes ’cause i can ‘ford it
b_tch i used to f_ck with said my name and i ignored her
i don’t know n0body i’m just tryna hold somebody
if you don’t know nun’ bout me then you best not go around me
if you don’t know my gang then you best not bump through here
we don’t hesitate to up them bl!cks and send ’em through there
yo b_tch called me honey while i f_cked her, skuba pooh bear
i’m the reason why you gotta buy that b_tch some new hair
special kind of n_gga, fk, too rare
i shoot that b_tch eyes closed, k!ll whoever
[hook]
tryna turn my opps hood to a cemetery
i got rounds on me now, no preliminary
big dog, big as f_ck when you see me
big skuba beat you up when you see me
big hot cheeto, big glock keeper
slid next day, b_tch, i been got even
get back gang on the east with my demons
seven mile n_gga in the hood with my heathens
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