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aj tracey - all star lyrics

[intro: aj tracey]
listen, look

[verse 1: aj tracey]
look, i’m running with the double, n-ggas gonna be in trouble
if i flip the muzzle, have him looking like a puzzle
chicks, i never cuddle, leave their t-ts all in a puddle
if you’re beefing with the star, you can get hit up with the shuttle
two in his leg side, cramp, he can walk it out
swinging’s what i’m all about, never gonna talk it out
i play dirty like this white chick i’m having thoughts about
cl-ss a bark flames, snort it in and snort it out
me, i’ve got that meth flow
from an ends with more food than your tesco
bars banging like the rounds when the tec blow
my big pits smell fear from the next road
you got tings? come and let go
for your set gold, you can get your neck blown
normal henney but my chicks looking xo
i get inner city money, metro

[verse 2: mark ellison]
outweighs them, top dog after
one high status in this b-tch, motherf-cker (what you saying, fam?)
blaze them, will leave you wet in the pan
i ain’t talking turkeys, you f-cker
straight remake him, replace your arms with your legs
see, i’m f-cked in the brain, you suckers
with snub nose aks for you f-ckers
guarantee you get left around with no cover star

[verse 3: jay amo]
my dargs fully on violence, we dodge from the trident
and i ain’t talking channel when i say my n-ggas sky sh-t
and if there’s no strap, then we fully on knifing
man are flatlining
cuh man are talking like they pull strings, no violin
come around here, get robbed for your ice, king
big jay keeps the snub on silence
and if it’s beef, i holla at loonz like “you riding?”

[verse 4: shino b]
now, i ain’t the type of n-gga just to hype for no reason
but n-ggas got it twisted like they’re really on this greaze ting
i ain’t a roadman in the slightest and i mean
they f-ck with man, they getting wrapped up, bodybag season
those who know me, i’m a joni, know the meaning
got a grieving f-ggot breaching, need the team and leave ’em screaming
i’m a pedigree, these canine n-ggas chiefing
but their bars probably dark so i get ’em like treatment

[verse 5: muddles]
yo, i make money, money don’t make me
i keep it pushing like a buggy with a baby
she say i’m fly and i’m wavey
she put a word out to her friends and now her friends wanna taste me
whenever it goes wrong, i’ll be thinking of another plan
fakes, jakes and snakes, it’s like they’re all in love with man
tell me what i’ve gotta do and tell me what’s the problem, fam
cause if i call a couple man, someone’s gonna vanish, fam

[verse 6: devinkz]
this p-ssy didn’t want it, snapped him on his back
scared his lights out, gave him a heart attack
he didn’t want it, so i laid him flat
he got lippy, blew a chair straight through his back
i laid him on the bay so you can all watch
put him in a casket, ha, no box
i’m foul, but the referees don’t get involved
tie him up one time, problem solved

- aj tracey lyrics

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