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50 wiz - austin powers lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah, he hate n+ggas (uh)
uh, just like kkk (yeah), we hate n+ggas
yellow supposed to be trippin’, yeah, he hate n+ggas
he get out his top, he think he— (he hate n+ggas)

[verse]
that’s lil folks, he tryna face n+ggas
since like police in the hood, he’ll hop out tryna chase them n+ggas
call that lil’ boy kkk ’cause he say that he hate n+ggas
ayy, lil folks come and take you out, but, uh, he don’t date n+ggas
uh, told lil’ bro he gotta chill ’cause he done shot like eight n+ggas (uh)
told this b+tch shе get her play across, would f+ck like еight n+ggas
got a burner that really got a couple hats, he don’t take pictures
in my hood, b+tch, i’m the president, in the hood feel like n+gga
b+tch, i made like ten racks in two weeks, n+gga, i ain’t chillin’
nah, i don’t pop no fake pills, but i’m the f+ckin’ gremlin
go hit your block and take that sh+t over just like we was future
my brother don’t pull up, hit you with fourteen shots, he feel like brandon ingram
uh, hold that draco like my baby, i love all my children (ayy)
he got out his top, was dissin’ 50, uh, they had to spill him
d+mn, i hope my son could ball one day like me like austin rivers
nah, i ain’t never been to philly, but in my hood like the 76ers
i hope n+ggas get the message, i’m not stoppin’
b+tch, i’m out my top, my mama said i should’ve went to college
ayy, we’ll wet you up just like a big snimy
uh, turn a n+gga to a ghost like his brother tommy
uh, yeah, b+tch, i’m back in my power
yeah, i’m back in my mojo, i’m in this b+tch like austin powers
uh, tryna keep my life private, b+tch, how i like my rousy
my glizzy, that’s my favorite ho, she hit your ass like ronda rousey
b+tch, i’ve been smokin’ on four o’s like i’m in an audi
and plus, i’ve been jumped inside that water, i can’t do no drowning
ayy, bro’ll come and sweep your block good, go get your allowance
n+ggas cliqued up in the city, n+gga, that’s ’cause we allow it
ayy, boy, you could’ve been secured your spot, n+gga
i was locked up, i keep fresh with that glizzy, n+gga, i try new stuff
ayy, i might go out like i’m tony montana, i might drop my nuts
she tried to f+ck me with her best friend, won’t save that b+tch for nothin’
we don’t shoot at houses, we go in that b+tch and wake you up
we was smokin’ baldhead, my blunt don’t need no haircut
ayy, cuver inside this car and drape him down, gotta tear him up
she been in my dm for like four months, but she still can’t f+ck
(but she still can’t f+ck)
(she been in my dm for four months, but she still can’t f+ck)

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