22juggn – fried lyrics
[intro]
i’m with nokia and we smokin’ on that pipe
[verse 1]
got a big ass f+ckin’ glock, that sh+t hit you in yo’ eye
n+gga runnin’ up on me, better send a prayer to god
n+gga runnin’ up on me, his b+tch+ass ’bout to get fried
yuh, poppin’ all these percs, yuh, make my belly hurt
i got drugs up in my shirt, i got drugs up in her purse
yuh, b+tch+ass get caught lackin’, we gon’ put you on a shirt— shirt
yuh, b+tch+ass get caught lackin’, best prepare to get murked
yuh, my n+gga see you in action, best prepare
you gon’ get worked— worked— worked
yuh, n+gga talkin’ sh+t, we ’bout to put ’em in the dirt
yuh, i got guns, i got drugs
n+gga get hit with these slugs
talk down but yo’ music suck
smokin’ gas, you smokin’ boof— boof
got a choppa, it’s gon’ shoot
f+ck yo’ b+tch then say, “kapoof”
i got drugs in my shoes
talk sh+t but yo’ music p++p
got a glock in my—
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