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big30 - first day out lyrics

[intro]
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n+gga say, “how you gon’ make a ‘first day out,’ you ain’t been locked up nothin’ but five, six days?”
we ain’t doin’ no sittin, p+ssy
our lawyers paid, bond paid, we gettin’ money
hey, let’s go
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[verse]
yes, they let me back up on the block
first i need a eight of wock’ and drive me back up to my block
went from flexin’, showing off my cartier to watchin’ clock
b+tch, i’m thuggin’, i been out two days and still i ain’t got chopped
brushin’ [?] out my vv’s, know y’all thought this sh+t was over
how the f+ck he safe, big talk, convicted felon with that toaster
big slime, king cobra, cross you out, and f+ck you over
told them them b+tches exactly how i’m comin’ the month of october
no i don’t need no [?] her, n+gga played, won’t hear from her
i can send a hit from my cell, still got status like obama
known for givin’ n+ggas h+ll, then introduce them to that trauma
feds knowin’ d+mn well i rap, but charge me like a runner
this ride’ll never stop, i got a c8 in the v8
‘kay, it’s bgb the set, tell the free press that i’m big great
police is broke as f+ck, i make a fifty up in each state
i’m not with all that commissary, sh+t, big30 eat steak
i never sweated sh+t about no bond, it’s endless, we paid
back up in my cell, playin’ spades, waitin’ on my release date
five+7 on my, not my car, you know know this charger straight eight
big boy, offend what’s on my waist gon’ cut you like a switchblade
b+tch, i’m a k!ll switch, send a n+gga to his home, you know we k!ll sh+t
come and see ’bout him, i’m winchester and k!llbranch
you got the right to remain silent, how you still snitch?
your big homie got my intent, he a real b+tch (a b+tch)
and you know [?] ’bout gang, but we k!ll sh+t
a fifty thousand dollar bond, b+tch, i’m still rich
i’m choppa gang [?]
you know we k!ll sh+t
p+ssy, you know we k!ll sh+t
[outro]
choppa gang ent., baby
you know what’s goin’ on, brick gang illest
man, i’m back, b+tch
f+ck you talkin’ ’bout
we got murder in the booth, we got g in the booth with me, it’s up
brr

- big30 lyrics

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