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blaq poet - you fucked up lyrics

[man and blaq poet]
yo yo yo yo poet man yo poet. you hear me son?
d-mn son man. i’m in some real live sh-t right now dun (d-mn)
sh-t is real right now son. i just took this b-tch to poconos man
(right, right)
just got back you, know what i’m saying. yo son man..
i’m in some sh-t man. n-ggas is calling me. pager keep going off (you f-cked up)
i f-cked up son

[blaq poet]
you f-cked up n-gga

[blaq poet]
now where the f-ck did all that c0ke go?
stop looking stupid, n-gga, like you don’t know
oh, i heard you took that ho to poconos
with so much sh-t they renamed it cocanos
got n-ggas calling you and paging you
been there before n-gga, it’s like deja vu
but the n-ggas you owe, they owe some n-ggas too
enough of that bullsh-t, they coming body you
had too many changes, had too many shots
n-ggas heard it all from stick-up-kids to cops
now you in a jeep, moe, smoking bogie after bogie
like they going to forget
n-gga, you’re in some sh-t
better get that money up before they chop off your cabbage
better hurry up before them n-ggas let you have it
and that what you get for trying to live lavish
f-cking up n-ggas money, stupid b-st-rd

[hook] x2
you f-cked up and don’t know what to do
you f-cked up, got n-ggas looking for you
you f-cked up and don’t know what to do
you really f-cked up this time

[blaq poet]
n-gga you knew better
with that motherf-cking cheddar
trying to run around like you’re cash money jigga
you’re about to get your whole sh-t peeled
your man getting stabbed and that b-tch getting k!lled
n-gga what the deal
you better get your steel
i’ve seen a black car with four n-ggas looking ill on the hill
sh-t is about to get real
looks like you need the nine mill, i got your back with the mac-mill
stupid motherf-cker got me in this
f-cking with you i might get my whole sh-t twisted
but we go way back, did many hood crimes
we watched janet play penny on good times
i always had your back, you always had mines
i know you bust for me, you know i bust mines
call them n-ggas back, tell them that they’re dead
or meet you on the southside if they want their bread
make sure that you got the full clip
and let the cl!ck know it just might be some bullsh-t
send the chickens to the store, ?pour henny in the raw?
you f-cked up, now we got to raw

[hook]

[blaq poet]
now we on the block drinking
getting drunk, playing with guns
look up in here there they come
they came to k!ll my dun
creeping, posting up on me
n-ggas behind the tree
taking aim on one knee
they got me
they got to drop
i turned up hop
we lit up the block
when the smoke cleared n-ggas was shot
i’m on the bench with the gatc-ck sizzling hot
two duns dropped dead right then on the spot
had to flee because we heard the motherf-cking cops
n-ggas is dead beacause you f-cked up, ?mountains of rocks?
get out of here, i don’t want to see you no more on the block
you’re exiled, n-gga
better bounce now, n-gga
you f-cked up

- blaq poet lyrics

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