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tee grizzley – grizzley talk كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(jose the plug)
ayy

[chorus]
man, this street sh_t ain’t no fun, n_ggas lost everybody (everybody)
it ain’t even fair no more, the rats be out here catchin’ bodies (crazy)
we ain’t ’bout to throw no hands, you know n_ggas scared to fight (no)
ain’t no mercy for these n_ggas, bro, they ain’t gon’ spare our life, n_gga (drop his ass)

[verse]
i just had a son, i just had a cub (my baby)
what’s even better is he by somebody that i love (my baby)
my real n_ggas, man, i love y’all like my blood brothers (on my mama)
hate our name was even attached to certain motherf_ckers (on my mama)
opened up thеm doors for the d, who gon’ say i’m lyin’?
if you goin’ off, don’t take this bag, this sh_t ain’t worth dyin’
whole brick of billiе eilish, stretch it, i took out a nine
r.i.p. my n_ggas, love them boys like they still alive (r.i.p. my n_ggas)
marmar did five, came home, brodie went right back
sh_t made me sad, i just wanted bro to get the bag
state dropped the case (d_mn), that mean we gotta fight the feds
even if we down, we gon’ make sure we hold up our heads (for sure that)
seventy percent of my n_ggas gotta sleep on mats
we can’t talk for more than fifteen minutes ‘less they call me back
gotta use they clothes as a pillow, what you know ’bout that?
cold b_tch, i only hit her once, but she came back_to_back (that’s a fact)
street took my pops, police gave me back my mama
today, i see a little peace, it used to be just drama
my n_ggas went from gettin’ suspended to gettin’ indicted
’cause they ended up shootin’, but we started off just fightin’ (free ’em)
i been through them prisons, n_gga, i been in them counties (i been in them counties)
i just did a feature, n_gga, and pro’d a hundred thousand (pro’d a hundred thousand)
ain’t gon’ speak about these n_ggas, they some hoes like they mamas
b_tches used to ignore me, now they like, “why we need a condom?” ayy
pull up to the store, i got a four, go get a pop
with my day_one n_gga and the plug, told him send a box
i know he gon’ tell me chill, all these feds gon’ get us hot
you see all this jewelry, but what you better see is this glock, b_tch
yeah, this a louis joggin’ suit, f_ck is you talkin’ to?
f_ck out the way when i’m walkin’ through ‘fore n_ggas ball on you
i remember when we all was through, i couldn’t call on you
don’t know how to mix the song, but i can mix that doggy food (bring the press)
boy a real k!ller, he ain’t no real n_gga
i can’t pay him for no body, he gon’ tell the cops who sent him (he gon’ tell)
caught that p_ssy after dark, d_mn, i thought they was smart (get on him)
tried to throw it in reverse, boy, we threw his sh_t in park (skrrt)
in here stackin’ money, and we been stackin’ up on choppers
i could leave a million at my brother house and boy, i promise
he might take some pictures with it, but he ain’t gon’ steal a dollar
leave a thousand at your brother’s sh_t, he runnin’ to wakanda (he outta there)
n_ggas rats, i ain’t heard sh_t, i ain’t seen sh_t
street sh_t (street sh_t), never mind, y’all be on police sh_t (police sh_t)
jumpin’ on the plane with the bag, i be leery
but the loads still all clipped like size thirty_eight amiris, ayy (woo)
n_ggas on my d_ck, i see ’em all watchin’ my instasnap (look at ’em)
think you got the drop, send your n_gga through and get him clapped (send ’em)
buffs look like white on rice (buffs look like white on rice)
rollie fitted, that b_tch hit harder than iron mike (that b_tch hit harder than tyson)
yeah, boy, when you was gettin’ your ass beat by your parents
i was watchin’ my parents baggin’ up grams, dreamin’ ’bout mclarens
i was facin’ thirty, kept quiet, ayy, can you do that? (can you?)
bro called, send a bag, then i’m like, “you flew through that, n_gga” (d_mn)
i’m richer than everybody that i went to school with, ayy (everybody that i went to school with)
teachers included
and i’m just like you, probably worse, i was on bullsh_t (i was on bullsh_t)
matter fact, scratch was, i’m still on bullsh_t (i’m still on bullsh_t)
they ain’t got love for us, gang, they would’ve showed it (f_ck ’em)
b_tch, we be outside so much, n_ggas think we homeless (we out here)
when i catch your mans, i’m goin’ stupid (dumb)
can’t rap about the details ’cause i’m gon’ really do it
b_tch, that money long as train smoke (b_tch, that money long as train)
f_ck just him, i want his gang smoke, ayy (f_ck just him, i want his gang)
i got a new crib (new crib), but i call that b_tch my old_school (my old_school)
’cause that b_tch the same size as my old school (cody high)
i moved to cali, they like, “come back to the trenches”
i got plugs out here, bro, pop out and fly back with them b_tches (come get ’em)
gang takin’ n_ggas hoes, they like, “come back with our b_tches” (come back)
don’t even trip, they gon’ be back, but in a minute, n_gga (calm down, n_gga)
knew she was hurt when that b_tch text me back like, “do you” (what?)
i made it even worse, i text her back like, “who you?” (who is this?)
i ain’t even f_ck, she ate me like the orange pack of noodles
brodie came home from the joint and got to trendin’ all on youtube (the g.o.a.t.)
[chorus]
man, that street sh_t ain’t what’s up, n_ggas lost everybody (we lost everybody)
it ain’t even fair no more, the rats be catchin’ bodies (crazy)
we ain’t ’bout to throw no hands, n_ggas scared to fight
ain’t no mercy for these n_ggas, bro, they ain’t gon’ spare our life, n_gga (bah)

- tee grizzley

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