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beezyb - cricket lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(chapo)
gangway sh+t n+gga
fifty

[chorus]
play with this sh+t then you go to the grave
these n+ggas get smoked, i ain’t talking sage
got ten p’s ducked off in them caves
i keep the heat on me, i ain’t talking wade
i’m shooting sh+t up and i’m still shooting fades
feds taking pictures like they paparazzi
i got four gl!cks in that brand new audi
got a spanish hoe banging like she cardi
i’m in rodeo posted with lieutenants
all that pump faking, n+gga stop them gimmicks
i know i’m your dad n+gga cuz you mimic
spent 20 racks on a brand new pendant
got a camo glock looking like no limit
knock him out his frame, turn him to a spirit
still in the trap catching plays on cricket

[verse]
trapping so hard that i took your district
these n+ggas be hating but i’m on my pivot
i’m real trappеd out, i don’t care about lyrics
i was in the hole, i ain’t gеt no visits
[?] on the drugs now i feel optimistic
i’m painting them blocks, now i feel artistic
a n+gga got burnt, now he a statistic
that n+gga got hit, now he look autistic
gotta watch these n+ggas cuz they go verbatim
i’m still crossing n+ggas and i feel like tatum
these n+ggas get smoked and i ain’t talking sage
i’m f+cking with them sharks, they f+ck around and ate
i got new weapons and they bame with lasers
i got 17 rings like the lakers
shot him in the chest now he need a pacer
i got real shooters and i ask for favors
[chorus]
play with this sh+t then you go to the grave
these n+ggas get smoked, i ain’t talking sage
got ten p’s ducked off in them caves
i keep the heat on me, i ain’t talking wade
i’m shooting sh+t up and i’m still shooting fades
feds taking pictures like they paparazzi
i got four gl!cks in that brand new audi
got a spanish hoe banging like she cardi
i’m in rodeo posted with lieutenants
all that pump faking, n+gga stop them gimmicks
i know i’m your dad n+gga cuz you mimic
spent 20 racks on a brand new pendant
got a camo glock looking like no limit
knock him out his frame, turn him to a spirit
still in the trap catching plays on cricket

- beezyb lyrics

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