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c blu - not done yet lyrics

[intro]
apex, turn that sh+t up (c blu)

[verse 1: c blu]
let me send all these n+ggas a message
cuz they act like c blu don’t be crazy
free the real, we was spinning sh+t daily
never on defense, we the navy seals (rrah)
since young was totin’ on that steel
like my middle name jack, was walking up that hill
and i’m 40 cap gang, smoking on some prince
way the f+ck [?], swimming with the fish
now he ain’t have his g so now he in my spliff
and i know a clown who never getting back
had his buns out in viddy, should’ve been a pack (ha)
but he saying c blu is a kid
i been bending and booming, sh+t sound like a speaker
how he tellin’ me spinning, never caught a hat
tryna tell me do sh+t, you just learn
i+ i was on court, you was doing work
not going lie my first g was a jammer
but still, i have to make it work
i kept clinkin’ and cl!ckin’ till my fingers hurt
the day i get touched i’m digging up some dirt
cuz a body gonna drop, [?]
(rrah, rrah, rrah)
[verse 2: gotti blu]
a lot of n+ggas got punched, they ain’t fight back
n+ggas be p+ssy, they ain’t be like that
i’m to real, i don’t want to hike that
just came home and i ran through a [?]
gpop died just for a slice
i know they mad, is you alright?
i call my troopers, i only right
creep up, we going do this sh+t right
after that hit we smoke up for the night
where the baddies, i’m tryna site
she do that hip sh+t, that’s what i like
where the rooms at, i’m tryna pipe
i’m of a perc tryna f+ck all night
and notti went out by a knife
and rah got left at the light (rah rah)
ygk but i know that they tight (word to bro)

[verse 3: c blu & gotti blu]
yus, sha, choppa, [?] and they ain’t spin on blocks
n+ggas be p+ssy, rapping what they not
how you lack on the train and then run to the cops
like, n+gga, give u that pops
we the ones who made every opp shot
n+ggas keep dissing but spinning no blocks (like)
like how many n+ggas got shot?
you not getting money y’all n+ggas was popped
y’all broke, y’all just need to stop
f+ck all they steppers, we was stomping on sh+t
got a brand new glock and it came with a d+ck
really bend through them blocks, had em running like rick
when the chop jammed up beat em up with the grip
now it’s back to the block, new opp on the spliff

- c blu lyrics

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