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4l quan - 20k freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
woah, huh, huh
jevon said he ain’t even hear me on that bih
i ain’t even hear my d+mn self on that bih
f+ck, let’s go
yeah we, huh, got it, huh, woah
n+gga thought i was gone, i ain’t even gon’ take off yet, woah
h+ll you talkin’ bout
big 4l business (you know that, b+tch)

[verse]
yeah i call that four nick with the switch the earthquake
b+tch, i walk up and then “ffft”, body in the lake
n+gga, i can’t stress ‘bout no b+tch, n+gga forgot to say (on god)
they only put my gang on the news, these p+ssies a disgrace (f+ck ‘em)
huh, yeah, but f+ck them n+ggas (on god)
yeah big 4l train all them young n+ggas to pull the f+cking triggers
i ain’t gon’ lie n+gga, all that other sh+t pie n+gga
yeah you come out, we got (?) business, n+gga boutta buy n+gga (on god)
j5 just came home, he hit yo ho and did the whip
munyun told the young n+gga stay right there with the watch, he green as a pickle (sweet ahh n+gga)
woah, yeah, let’s go bar for bar n+gga (on god)
yeah i’m hot as f+ck, i be dodgin’ n+ggas but i was charged, n+gga (you know that)
f+ck the running trap in the school zone, dismissal (b+tch)
i can’t walk past the kitchen without my motherf+ckin’ pistol (baow, baow)
n+gga get yo bag right, n+gga yeah yo gang stressed (what)
n+gga, yeah, yo young n+ggas still breaking in cars, b+tch i press (you know that)
yeah that n+gga said all of y’all got money, yeah he big cap
n+gga when i see you, i don’t speak to you, i get yo b+tch dapped (ha)
and the ho can say whatever she want about quan
one thing yeah she can’t say, i ain’t no b+tch or i ain’t no f+cking bum (let’s go)
oh yeah, and i can’t forget the bro part either, n+gga
yeah i got yo ho, she on the floor, she’ll eat a n+gga
b+tch, you better not let (?) get her, he’ll mistreat her, n+gga (on god)
drill copped the bulletproof trackhawk for ‘bout 200, n+gga (on my momma)
p+ssy called my bluff, yeah yo sh+t regular
all that f+cking dissin’, i made j5 hit you with that (?) (you know that)
and n+gga can’t have my stain, n+gga i’m a big medal
n+gga you a scrip, you a p+wn, n+gga you a lil boy (b+tch)
and this n+gga big cap, i’m the real (?) (yeah you know that)
catch yo ass outside the street, and break you like a toy
all these choppers make you shoulder lean
yeah, you fresh as f+ck, yeah this chopper knock the “c” out your celine
b+tch, yeah yo ho say why i act like that, i guess i’m mean
b+tch, me and baby done caught so many bodies, we the dream team (on god)
yeah, i’m stuntin’ on these n+ggas, i always had a cheat (what else?)
yeah, these n+gga hatin’, b+tch, look at my baguettes (what else?)
wock up in my cup, i’m drinkin’, yeah, i’m geekin’, n+gga (let’s go)
if that ho went to harvard, then i’m peter, n+gga (you know that)
and all these hoes gettin’ clapped, yeah they know how to (?) (lil b+tch)
i’m in the studio, i’m chillin’ n+gga with twenty thousand (on my momma)



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