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big unc 313 - west side lyrics

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[verse]
n+ggas don’t like me, everything golden

getting all this chicken, feeling like i’m colonel

say less records , she wanna go and get some motion

heard you a worker, you need to go get your promotion

now i love that sweet life, call me zach and cody

my young dawg got the sh+lls for the beef, ravioli

dawg if you ain’t gonna shoot, pass the ball

running chasing the bag all day i need a trophy

it get real in the field, tighten up

my dawgs heavy on the press. “who fighting what?”

sk!lla heavy on the press, he need to lighten up

cross a n+gga up if he reach then that’s a foul

we ain’t gotta talk about it
why your baby mama want your kids all around me?

probably cause you don’t take care of your kids

probably cause they wanna ride with the big unc, yea i’m unky

i don’t speak on it. i’m really on that

i know how to get some real money, my pops know that

westside n+gga, on the east. shoutout to my eastside dawgs on the east

black mask on, big chain but they know it’s me

i know how to get some real chicken ask kfc

you don’t know who blitz your man’s? ask madden

you over 30 with no chicken, that’s tragic

close my eyes and i pray for better days

baby if i ain’t got you, i got a froze peace

if i ain’t got you, i would’ve hit the road and made some more stripes
if i was you i wouldn’t hype dawg up, cause he ain’t on sh+t

these n+ggas broke i get dough, like i’m homer

i just spent your rent money on a brand new pendant

i ain’t tryna sign no deal, i’m staying independent

pandemic over with, y’all ain’t even got no more chicken

(spent it all on some clothes?)

- big unc 313 lyrics

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