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baby jamo – come here lyrics

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[intro]
i know it’s war outside
and we still taking them n+ggas down though and we and we and we
hey hey hey, on ahk (maxo this beat go brazy)

[verse]
uh, and you know sh+t got iffy
hop out that car and i chase him like ricky
i got that drac’ or i got me a gl!ck
man these n+ggas ain’t on sh+t
push up on me and watch how i whip
man these five percent tints i jump out the whip and i’m chasing the men
n+gga you want you a feature? any double stack glock n+gga [?]
yeah you know i’m tall reaper i’m in the streets i ain’t talking to the people
easy getting them bags in i’m getting them bags and getting ’em off
riding around i’m serving the city and i keep too many dogs, uh
[?] will f+ck up blocks and go to thе league and play like wall
yеah a n+gga jhi tall i’m chasing you down so you better not fall, uh
yeah i heard it’s money on n+ggas so i gotta go and get him
uh, act like i’m cool with the n+gga and lift up the drac’ and f+ck up his liver
uh, uh, the drac’ will f+ck up his liver
me and gizwop fussing ’bout who hit him
i’m doubling back and we ain’t even spinning
uh uh, uh, and i really be on that bullsh+t
you dissing me and you a real lil’ kid
quit saying my name i’ma push back your wig
uh, uh, and f+ck whoever with him
get up with me i don’t shoot from a distance
don’t @ me in sh+t i ain’t doing no dissing
uh uh, hey tall slime, and i got them bags [?]
i’m f+cking with [?] loving these switches
and watch how them youngings they hop out and hit him
and i’m down [?] i’m serving the driver
micro [?] the car
you try to spin and we put it in park
and he got [?]
no i ain’t doing no [?], ask about tall i’m jhi like a demon
i see my vic i’ma flame him, i see my vic i’ma send him to the angels
and i started rapping ’cause i be on sh+t
i’m real tryna k!ll and make me a flip
i get on the beat and make me a hit
and [?] the rip
uh, hey tall slime, you n+ggas in trouble
mook tryna spin and he picked up that cutter
the number one rule i’m smoking your brother
mook came home we taking sh+t down
we caught us a og he ain’t around
we got that call we laying down
what’s+his+name like he at outback sitting down uh
man these n+ggas they’re sweet, should’ve of been f+cking with tall reap
last n+gga played with me, i was on the keyboard pressing delete
you know i play for keeps, i get that check and my men gon’ eat
uh, you know i’m real in the streets, i’m on the box and i real could meet you
uh



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