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XXL Freestyle / LLTK Anthem Lyrics - Artist : CalBoy
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Yea yea yea CZ Beats, why you do 'em like that I know first one in the crowd should be the closest We was just under pressure and he folded I shouldn't showed you love, they did me bogus When he get the liquor, he be acting off emotions We gon' hit em' from the neck up, throw ya' sets up That lil' bitch want me to text her, ho your regular Oh, she want me to spend my check huh, Oh god bless her Hit her once and then I dead her, where the next one You know I stand on top of business, even though I keep it lowkey It's about 600 shots with us, even though we rolling 4 deep My shorty reckless out here wildin', don't respect the OG's I ain't doing checkin in, come on big bro you know me Ain't got no heart, so I went hard on that bitch Back in 147, I'm a god on that bitch I can't help with shit, if you ain't starve in this bitch Traphouse, full of scammers, doing frauds in that bitch Drug dealers, totin' hammers, in the yard with these niggas Fuck that shit, lets run it up, hit him with a .233 if he thinking he running up I know they be faking, so I stay real far from love I'm been seeing niggas, that's why I take a lot of drugs Top the top off, bitch don't get chopped off I'm running with some chunky shit, don't make me pop your And that bitch looking so amazing prolly' get my rocks off Talked to the lord he told me "I know you been sinning son" Please don't come talk bout' what you got, cause I got plenty guns These bullets ain't got no names on em', they for anyone Get you one, pick you one We just left your brody on the corner, you best pick him up Thought you was shit, you double-crossed me, like I figured huh I was on the corner, and I did just what the killers done Shes a dirty bitch, but she gon blame it on the liquor huh I pop many percocets, I'm groovy but I'm feelin' em' I already said it once, I won't repeat, you best listen up Bought some wock and some sprite, I might just mix it up Groupie bitch in my section, I won't take a flick with her Set me up, I still see it yuh I swear to god I miss the old days, I'm still faking like I'm ok I just mixed the Gucci with the dolce I just mixed the balenci with the VLONE My bitch got to tripping, took a smoke break They say I'm the neighborhood hero I got all my shorty's, don't wear no cape I know you ain't feel it, if you ain't been here before Brody say he got me and he's ok Brody say he got me and he's ok Brody got me and he's ok Brody say he got me and he's ok He's ok She told me fuck me too many times Had to say fuck it and I had to tuck it cuz' I prolly' told her too many lies Patience, you gotta have patience, so I had to post up and wait in the winners line My heart as cold as the wintertime, we gon' pull up with glizzies get rid of slime Yea, them boys know its dinnertime I just mind my business, keep in mind im with it, yea uh uh On the grind I get it, only time I spend it, yea uh uh Better wipe yo' tears better face yo' fears nigga don't run Lemme make this clear, ain't shit that I fear nigga, no one I know I came a long,long,long way from downy I know cash rules everything-a-fucking 'round me Tell the truth, baby I was true, why you fucking doubt me? Not to mention, I'm from 147 we get fucking rowdy I was 15, I had big dreams, serving out that backdoor I got footage, when my brodie died, what you show me that for? I lost Wes, and I damn near cried, brodie was my backbone I lost em' all in one year Oh I wish Lariah was here, and hearing this song I wish big Wesley was here, and hearing this song I wish lil Savage was here, and hearing this song I wish Lil Dooda was here, and hearing this song She told me fuck me too many times Had to say fuck it and I had to tuck it cuz' I prolly' told her too many lies Patience, you gotta have patience, so I had to post up and wait in the winners line My heart as cold as the wintertime, we gon' pull up with glizzies get rid of slime Yea, them boys know its dinnertime I just mind my business, keep in mind im with it, yea uh uh On the grind I get it, only time I spend it, yea uh uh Better wipe yo' tears better face yo' fears nigga don't run Lemme make this clear, ain't shit that I fear nigga, no one |
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