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bigg k - bigg k team backpack verse lyrics

[intro]

y’all good?..alright, look…

[verse]
if you ain’t ready to die then don’t try that
blind-folded i’ll shoot a wing off a fly back
i p-ss the weed to your b-tch like “try that!”
put this bomb in your chest like cyrax
you running round with a highball penny-pinching
i’m out this b-tch cutting hardball, semi-gripping
they feel a difference in talent as soon as we get to spitting
they throwing rusty beach cruisers at a hemi engine
(right?) and i’m cl1cking on all cylinders
i built it from a ounce of reggie miller and a dillinger
nowadays i tec-9-mac-milly ya
red dot, leg shot, cracked fibula
i break bones, get chased home, ate chrome
when it graze domes, skin-heads like grace jones
bet i get it cheaper from reefer to yay homes
i been in the streets since beepers and pay-phones
but now these rappers wearing blouses with the funny pants
i should knock you the f-ck out and do the shmoney dance
i need a crib full of b-tches like the bunny ranch
fake t-ts that take d-ck till they stomach cramp
oh you ’bout that life? that’s what they all say…
you in the building then i’m hanging out the hallway
that home-invasion sh-t, banging out in broad day
i set a city on fire like pompeii!
i’m off an eight of that gas, a shot of bombay
cussing out the camera-man like kanye
i got it from the dope game we ain’t parlay
my man threw me a p we took the long way
and names don’t weigh enough to call ’em out
but far as rappers where i’m from, i’m all that counts
just if you know the streets talking you should watch your mouth
you who they talking to… this what they talking about

- bigg k lyrics

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