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sicko! & pluto2jnl - love between... lyrics

so look bro. if you dont wanna apologize bro, its the end of your life thats all it is

[verse 1: pluto2jnl]
i swear all these n_ggas chattin’ what the f_ck these n_ggas talkin’ bout
run up in yo crib and we gon’ cook you like you waffle house
caught a hater talkin’, had it tell him better watch his mouth
my young n_gga chasin’ blues, you would think that he a crip or sum
yo lil hoe too easy, she get wet when i start grippin’ sum
why you handle disrespect? you must be a b_tch or sum
you playin’ in that field, told my brother send a blitz or sum
all my n_ggas know is countin’ up that money
if she ain’t throwin’ no neck, then i swear she can’t get none from me
it’s a carrot on my neck, she ride my d_ck just like a bunny
better not laugh when i press up, boy, keep your life, ain’t nothin’ funny
ain’t no street n_gga let a n_gga try me, he still shot
how you claimin’ you got bread when you just posted on the block
know they hatin’ on my come up, know i’m everything they not
think the opps hang with lil birdie, how them n_ggas lost they top
b_tch, it’s pluto, i’ma rep the v until i am deceased
baddest b_tch up in atlanta, i’ma take her overseas
she came with you to a party, why she tryna leave with me?
r.i.p. my n_gga bud, tell that n_gga rest in peace
ain’t no rapper n_gga feel like this sh_t really just a hobby
ask how jayvon got his name, he pop a perk and catch a body
and don’t ask me for no money, i was down and you ain’t got me
he got k!lled for thinkin’ life was cod, we sent him to the lobby
[verse 2: sicko!]
(aye, aye, aye, aye)
sent him to the lobby, ain’t no resp_wnin’ in heaven
tryna win a couple trophies with the bros like cr7
b_tches treat me like a prized possession, close my eyes when class is session
sicko wasn’t doin’ no presentin’ in the class
n_gga gave up on the drill, think you givin’ me a pass?
give a f_ck about no n_gga, you could go ahead and crash
f_ck around and find out, swear to god bro that’s your ass
n_ggas scared of me like death, cause i’m not trippin’ if i pass
before i die make sure i pray, so i’m not burnin’ with mike jack
billie jean is not my lover, just a b_tch i wanna smash
wanna join the villain gang? then you gotta make a pact
better keep that sh_t intact, cause if you switch you gettin’ whacked
if you let me borrow money, you ain’t gettin’ that sh_t back
me and my n_ggas kickin’ dope sh_t like r.i.p to mac
rest in peace, villain gang we risin’ to the top, just watch the stocks increase
how you claim you from the streets you ain’t put no one underneath
said you slid down on the block, better show me the receipts
all i wanna see is death the f_ck i look like givin’ peace
only time i flee the scene is if i see the d_mn police
if i’m ever on the run, i shave my head and fly to greece
gotta cop some brand new forces, think i’m startin’ to see a crease
r.i.p to eazy_e, but i’m a real motherf_ckin’ v p_ssy what?

(real m_th_ph_ckkin’ v’s, real m_th_ph_ckkin’ v’s)

- sicko pluto2jnl lyrics

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