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b.a. the great - nahfr lyrics

[outro: tag]
trap fanatics

[chorus: b.a. the great]
i remember them nights i was stuck in the trenches (nah for real)
when the police be [?], i hid the dope in the bushes (nah for real, for real)
we kept it low-key to dodge the cases (nah for real)
we hope for the best and pray that we make it (nah for real, for real)
i been gettin’ money (yeah, for real)
wore this sh-t, ’fore i even got a deal (nah for real, for real)
her -ss so fat, i asked her, it wasn’t real (nah, for real)
ay f-ck a rap, i pimp a b-tch upon the hill (nah for real, for real)

[verse 1: b.a. the great]
like i already had it, momma told me get my sh-t
and get the package
[?] scarce gun, n-gga, dope, n-gga, it would fit up in the mattress
cook to get money, n-gga, we didn’t understand how [?] we were askin’
yeah, get the brick and we’d break it up
then take it to the block and we’d shake it up
we were gettin’ to the money, n-gga, nah, for real
spendin’ big juug money, way before the deal
i had a whole ‘partment full of crack and pill
them jb and [?] n-gga [?] chill
first you learn to live, game and the b-tch [?] dead, for real
keep that school year, one [?], sh-t, it was best, for real
had the money in the joint [?] shield, that school ain’t doin’ [?], nah for real
[?] wouldn’t pay the bill
[?] school couldn’t save us, cause i’m steady [?]
[?] motherf-ckin’ money still made up

[verse 2: b.a. the great]
i been gettin’ money like a drug dealer
fillin’ up my cup, so fill [?] mud, n-gga
i always knew when i grew up, i be a thug n-gga
i get money, i don’t trust n-ggas
don’t ‘posed to be sellin’ dope, that’s why i rob, n-gga
i’ma put [?] a hoe, call me god, n-gga
i put your hoe in a choke, that’s on mob, n-gga
my young n-gga that kick your door
i pay the job, n-gga
fredo taught that cal!cko, he blow your [?], n-gga
f-ck [?] b-tch by the two, man, i just bought me a coupe
look, look, nah, for real, i’ma f-ck around and buy me like two
nah, for real, first of all [?] streets in a lock

[chorus: b.a. the great]
i remember them nights i was stuck in the trenches (nah for real)
when the police be [?], i hid the dope in the bushes (nah for real, for real)
we kept it low-key to dodge the cases (nah for real)
we hope for the best and pray that we make it (nah for real, for real)
i been gettin’ money (yeah, for real)
wore this sh-t, ‘fore i even got a deal (nah for real, for real)
her -ss so fat, i asked her, it wasn’t real (nah, for real)
ay f-ck a rap, i pimp a b-tch upon the hill (nah for real, for real)

[outro: b.a. the great]
nah, for real
nah, for real, for real
nah, for real
nah, for real, for real
trap fanatics…

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