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2win - rock out lyrics

[intro]
ayy, let that sh+t ride [?]
in this b+tch, sore throat and everything
we’re still gon’ do it though, f+ck it
turn me up aj

[verse 1]
so they like it when i start poppin’ my sh+t, i just did it ’cause i ain’t have sh+t to do (do)
i been rappin’ for six months (months), drop my first tape (yeah), yeah, that b+tch, that went through the roof (roof)
can’t be speakin’ down broadway (ayy), i was switchin’ lanes (ayy) in that burgundy chevy coupe (coupe)
i been workin’ my ass off, ain’t no time for sleepin’, out here makin’ these money moves
i done made a few hundreds off revenue (yeah)
spend them racks, get ‘еm back, what i’m tellin’ you? (i did)
rockets on b.b. king, they got thе blue (uh)
always play to win, sometimes you lose (uh, uh)
with some shooters and i know they really shoot (uh+huh)
know we havin’ more tools than jiffy lube
i just pop out a phantom, what i’ma do?
ain’t no cap in my rap, everywhere the truth (no cap, ayy)
i got this sh+t here the harder way, goin’ up and i ain’t look down (look down)
mama said look at how far i came, every day she tellin’ me she proud (she proud)
know them hoe’s tryna f+ck with me in town (yes sir)
i be first one to f+ck, need a wipedown (godd+mn)
i’m just tryna live lavish because my mama ain’t had sh+t
n+gga, big cap, where is your gown
[chorus]
these b+tches love how i rock out (yeah)
gang in that b+tch, yeah, i’m bringin’ the mop out (uh)
say they want smoke, bring them rods out (yeah)
he ain’t know sh+t that he talk, so we don’t even worry ’bout
yeah, we live reckless, them n+ggas talk, they be flexin’, yeah (them n+ggas talk, they be flexin’)
we live reckless, dare a f+ck n+gga to test me, yeah

[verse 2]
goin’ up, gotta watch how i’m movin’ now (now)
same hoe’s used to dig me, they groupies now (uh+huh)
and that f+ck n+gga hatin’, he swear he don’t like me
his b+tch say she love how my music sound
i had his b+tch in the spot with her coochie out (no cap)
don’t play with me boy, i’ll do you now (ooh)
but i’m busy gettin’ money from monday to sunday
so i’ma keep takin’ this paper ’bout (i’ma keep takin’ it)
these racks keep on callin’ so i’m never stallin’, i’m tryna go pick out a benz
the top, it get lonely, so i drop some phoneys, these n+ggas is really pretend
r+rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
take my hand and straight, i ain’t never gonna chase it
keep poppin’ this sh+t ’til i make it
came a long way from the southside of macon (southside, southside)

[chorus: 2win]
these b+tches love how i rock out
gang in that b+tch, yeah, i’m bringin’ the mop out (ooh)
say they want smoke, bring them rods out
he ain’t know sh+t that he talk, so we don’t even worry ’bout
yeah, we live reckless, them n+ggas talk, they be flexin’, yeah (them n+ggas talk down)
we live reckless, dare a f+ck n+gga to test me, yeah
these b+tches love how i rock out (uh)
gang in that b+tch, yeah, i’m bringin’ the mop out
say they want smoke, bring them rods out (uh)
he ain’t know sh+t that he talk, so we don’t even worry ’bout (yeah)
yeah, we live reckless, them n+ggas talk, they be flexin’, yeah
we live reckless, dare a f+ck n+gga to test me, yeah
[outro: 2win]
yeah, dare a f+ck n+gga to test me, yeah
dare a f+ck n+gga to test me, yeah

- 2win lyrics

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