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tee grizzley – robbery part two كلمات اغاني

[intro]
dj on the beat, so it’s a banger

[verse]
b_tch, get the f_ck up and stop screaming
shut the f_ck up, where that n_gga that you posted?
you lie to me, i’ma smoke you
matter fact, we ’bout to get the f_ck on
i pulled up, thought it was him and hit that boy in his dome
she like, “listen tee, i swear, i ain’t do nothing wrong”
i’m like, “listen, i know, but it’s somebody that you know that gotta go” (ayy)
walking out her sh_t, she see the body, get to screaming (ah)
smack her in the head with the gun, she get to bleeding (f_ck up)
tryna avoid the neighbors, they might be on some policе sh_t
i tell her, “drive,” shе like, “boy, i’m bleeding, i can’t see sh_t” (d_mn)
she in the the passenger, i got that b_tch on child lock (can’t get out)
i’m racing out her complex ’cause now her spot too hot (skrrt)
thinking to myself like “d_mn, i’m movin’ way too fast” (slow down)
she like, “please tell me what i did that made you mad”
(i’m ’bout to tell you right now)
i pulled up dawg picture (look at this)
i’m like, “tell me everything you know about this n_gga” (right now)
she seen his face and her eyes got bigger (wassup?)
she like, “he be shooting sh_t and all his people k!llers” (i don’t give a f_ck)
“he took me to his house, one time on grand river” (okay)
“i’ll give you the address, just don’t k!ll me, i got children” (what?)
this b_tch wasn’t thinkin’ ’bout them kids when she was strippin’ (at all)
i can’t k!ll this b_tch until she bring me to this n_gga (at all)
i’m kidnappin’ you but being around me, still a privilege (b_tch)
she do something foul, she out the game, this ain’t no scrimmage (bow)
i check the tank, d_mn, we need gas (need gas)
and a first aid kit ’cause this b_tch bleeding bad (put some pressure on that)
i pull up to the sh_ll, my heart beatin’ fast (beatin’ fast)
i told her if she make a move, that’s gon’ be her last (bow)
i got her phone, dawg calling, i’m like “ayy b_tch, answer this”
“swear you better not panic, b_tch, pick up and talk that s_xy sh_t”
she like, “what’s the word?”
he like, “sh_t, chillin’, where you at?”
and her ass fat, i know he want to hit it from the back (i know he do)
she like, “you be playing, i’ve been tryna see you” (sh_t, pull up then)
he like, “who you with?”
she respond, “i’m with my people” (just a couple of us)
he like, “pull up on the block, i’m with the gang” (i’m with the gang, b_tch)
we ride past, it’s twenty n_ggas, he got on my chain (what the f_ck dawg?)
he call her phone like, “it’s a n_gga in the car, b_tch, i just seen him” (i saw him)
“don’t ride up this f_ckin’ block again or we gon’ beam him”
i sn_tched the phone and i’m like, “b_tch i’m k!lling all you n_ggas” (smokin’ all you n_ggas)
he like, “you know where we at, p_ssy, fall through, n_gga” (aight, bet n_gga)
i’m like, “bet”, hit the hood, grab the bros, grab the teks (grab ’em)
extra clips, couple vests (let’s go), n_ggas dying on the set
they think they don’t bleed
can’t believe how he was was talking (you heard that n_gga?)
i don’t even want the chain back, put it in his coffin n_gga
ayy, kick the b_tch up out the car
i’ll k!ll her tomorrow (yeah)
but i play it like it’s cool, gave her ten racks, said “i’m sorry” (my bad)
pull up in they hood, ’bout to tear they f_cking block up (bow)
park around the corner, hop out, jump and gave twin choppers (let’s go)
they still out here like we wasn’t comin’, i do not lie (f_ck them n_ggas)
they got hoes with ’em, n_ggas die for thinking what they copped (boom, boom)
bro pop out the bushes and let shots fly (boom, boom, boom)
i see doggy with my chain and let the chop’ rock (bow, bow)
i see car alarms going off and n_ggas droppin’ (n_ggas droppin’)
i run up on dude with my chain like, “b_tch, what’s popping?” (b_tch wassup?)
yeah, stood over that boy, looked in his eyes, emptied the gun (bow, bow)
sirens goin’ off, we outta here, bro, ditch the guns (we gone)
month later, police chargin’ me with homis’ (what?)
i know my n_ggas ain’t say sh_t, them n_ggas solid (them n_ggas solid)
ain’t no witness or no guns, we goin’ to trial (we goin’ to trial)
the lawyer say it’s looking good, i’m gettin’ out (i’m out this b_tch)
we finally get in court, the prosecutor talkin’ foul (huh?)
she say the stripper b_tch had cameras on her house (what?)
i ain’t even see them b_tches, i’m like, “how?” (that’s crazy)
i stood up in court, like “b_tch, i should’ve laid you down” (bow)
[outro]
bow, bow, bow, bow
(laid you down, laid you down, laid you down, laid you down)

- tee grizzley

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