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broken prodycal - saucy lyrics

yeah, got to get it, on my mission, south sider i’m a south sider

i’m finna get real saucy hope y’all following this
verse:
south sider, i’m a rider, always been a outsider, but a survivor looking at your boy promise who gone pop it, everybody talking like they really rocky
but i keep it super c+cky
murder beats and everybody stack it like it’s stocky
they don’t want to mess with me i got the game blocky like some block head music
but i’m back on ya spot and i pop that use it, man i’m already on an i’m on for the moment
you don’t want to get it i can k!ll like an atonement, tell em that i got it you can get it like the romans
but i don’t really care if you like it or not wronging
riding thru the city and the beats are king konging, back in the house and then boys steady wronging, back in the south and them boys know we on it, everybody saying that they want it when they want it, try to sn+tch and take it
try to really make, that’s people talking
whole lot of them faking
they keep it real, atleast that’s what they saying, but when i watch em they be super saying
i ain’t talking saiyan’s but i’m blasting up
boys talking like they really want it back with us, back and forth with the flow we come and sn+tch it up, i got to get it boy you know i’m chopping like a rachet bruh, yeah..and i’m
back in yo city right, everybody see me posted at the city lights, i don’t really care that you don’t really feel the hype, but i’m coming thru and man colder than some ice
promotor i don’t need it cause i’m running game and everytime i spit it i’ma spit the flame, and everybody posted i see even yo dame, watch ya boy spitting cocaine, they so addicted, the flow is vicious, and everytime i spit it it’s like breaking dishes, somebody mad
they getting up, i hit the block, i lit it up, you boys talking you ain’t feeling us? promise that will coming thru leaving your brain filly bruh, feely i mean get silly, we popped up the trunk like the boy popped a wheely, we ride through the back, we coming thru the front
he tellem what it is while he k!lling the beat like lunch, i promise you don’t want nothing i gotta punch in
hit up the block i got to crunch man ,crunch time grind time get i ain’t tripping, everybody talking but they swimming with the fishes, everytime i spit it you know it’s so so visious
ain’t n0body messing with me you are too suspicious, scary hours here and i’m living in the district, you don’t wanna hear about cause you know it’s visious
you wanna hear about it cause we marching in trenches, hitting up the block and leave the spot up with a stenching. (wooh)

- broken prodycal lyrics

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