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big sad 1900 & uce lee - meet me at the ritz lyrics

yeah
we downtown right now, man
downtown los angeles, to be exact
got my n+ggas in this motherf+cker
look

[verse 1]
i’m going in on these n+ggas i brought the pressure
you can’t name another n+gga that do it better
hotbox the whip, the suede and the leather
she like “can you tag me on the gram?” and i’m like “never”
we in the ghetto, you a rat then you ain’t hanging
you in the set, you ain’t sliding then why you banging?
i started rapping and these n+ggas started changing
nodding off the juice and i couldn’t hear my phone ringing
we got bl!cked in the s63, we ain’t racing
b+tch, you can leave on my mama, i ain’t chasing
made a million dollars out the b+tch, she was asian
five hundred thousand out the duck, i need vacation
couple days sitting on them n+ggas, we been on it
make a diss song and i’ma catch you in the open
bro keep telling me, just watch and stay focused
i do it for them n+ggas that be hopeless

[chorus]
first off, f+ck the police, they wanna lock me up
then i’ma talk about the opps, they wanna pop me up
i don’t give a f+ck who in that b+tch, i’m still popping up
we brought straps in that b+tch, ain’t no squabble up
these hoes love me, they can’t keep me out they mix
i’m leaving lawry’s, you can meet me at the ritz
i’m popping out and i got v’s on my fit
my only goal’s to get rich
[verse 2]
ay, these hoes f+cking, they be acting like they innocent
these n+ggas rapping, they be acting like they living it
pigs can’t stand me, i’m a young n+gga, getting it
i’ll up pole on everybody i ain’t feeling it
i be up against some sh+t, in these streets
i want war, i ain’t never want the peace
sliding out this smoker car, they had the jeep
i brought my n+ggas to the table, we gone eat
yeah this a song, with my life on the beat
she get nasty, my little freak
been going in on the wok for ’bout a week
hitting n+ggas blocks tryna sweep ’em off they feet
you ain’t never head out of town with them pounds
you ain’t never had to stash a whole hundred rounds
beef with us, you’ll be dead where you found
i’m with the sharks in the water, don’t drown

- big sad 1900 uce lee lyrics

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