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bluetone - go lyrics

pre+chorus:
remember [??] legs on that curb, (go go)
remember puttin’ hours on that work, (go go)
talkin’ down on me you get murd’. (go go)
leave you dead, just feet in the dirt

chorus: uh, f+ck it we on go (go go)
i got my low right down on his nose (nose nose)
i come from that street where no one goes
say you want some heat?, oh for sure. (x2)

verse:
we gon’ smoke on you big f+g
i don’t wanna have yo b+tch back
talkin sh+t you get chin+checked
hundred chance you get b+tch slapped
i got your hustle on my wrist+slit
big coupe and thats big fax
claim you a man you a big f+g
ha+. you like to talk it, i likе to wack it
i got the box so make me unlucky
causе when the choppa’s come out
i’ll just like f+ck it
say you got clout, all of your place i just bought it
i got the stretch and i spot it
come and you movin’ r+t+rded
sight that man and we started
gun in my pocket, clack it, lack it, pop it
ay, i keep a 9′ like bonnie and clyde
say that you hard, but you not that alright?
tell me is you really ready to die?
talkin’ that game, and now bloods in my eye’
i just made a grown man cry, holy lord, watch him testify
[??] keep this five, watch em’ bullets fly, not that guy
send them shots like five. he was talkin on me, now he has to die
gra+gra+gra, bye+bye+bye
i [??] his body, he dont want steady but tell me you doin we gon let em’ have it, high+four ‘s tragic, switch it like magic
i might just come to your crib and read me some+
pre+chorus:
remember [??] legs on that curb, (go go)
remember puttin’ hours on that work, (go go)
talkin’ down on me you get murd’. (go go)
leave you dead, just feet in the dirt

chorus: uh, f+ck it we on go (go go)
i got my low right down on his nose (nose nose)
i come from that street where no one goes
say you want some heat?, oh for sure. (x2)

- bluetone lyrics

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