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Grudge Match Lyrics - Artist : Curren$y
Na na, ugh, ugh
Eastside, all mine Free [?], Yeah Pulled up like a jump shot Passenger had her titties out In a vintage Bentley, drop a [?] That JAY-Z Allure, letting my system knock They cost like I got a house in my car Look what I got in store Another foreign and a '59 Impala stocked Car hoarder, I could never stop Reminiscing the days I had to go without Watchin' Trans Ams up and down the block But I waited my turn, now I in a Rolls Royce lettin' the cone burn Small loss but a big lesson learned If you listen up, then I can teach you how to earn Rookie mistakes will end your career out here Them dogs sniffin' you out, they smell fear Welcome to The Thunderdome, my city is a danger zone Niggas roamin' and tottin' 365, the purge is on It ain't a movie what them niggas doin' If they hit you with what they shootin', you might stop movin' Pulled up like a jump shot, the lil homie jumped out Silence when his gun cocked Two niggas ran, two niggas dropped Shorty jumped back in his whip He shifted gears then disappeared He lives in Kansas pimpin' bitches and selling pills American Dream, my nigga get away clean Another scheme for the green Let's assemble the team More money than you've ever seen (Know what I mean?) |
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