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c3 official - don't risk it lyrics

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can’t one n+gga do it like me (can’t)
told this b+tch i ain’t f+cking for free (ain’t)
i’m tryna have n+ggas pop out the jeep
i want his head cut off like a ?
imma make my opps drop to they knees (knees)
yeah, what’s up in my jeans? (green)
n+ggas get smoked like a breeze
get blessed with the gun i sneeze
how does he do it this sh+t come with ease
i got a ? b+tch, all she do is please
you say we locked in, but what does that mean
f+ck was you at when i was dead on the scene
f+ck was you at i was dead as the f+ck
got a n+gga feeling like it’s time to give up
but i could never in this money i trust
yeah we aged well but we wasted like rust

lil h+e ass boy better stay off my d+ck before his h+e end up missing
i got two ? b+tches at the crib kissing
not hard to see it’s daddy they missing
i’m tryna get him done up why he dissing
i’m tryna make the lil boy go missing
i ain’t been high b+tch i need a fix
you playing with fire my n+gga don’t risk it
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
you playing with fire my n+gga don’t risk it
you playing with fire my n+gga don’t risk it
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
i’m up now look at the timing
you n+ggas ain’t even trying
go back in time like a mayan
i get so high like i’m dying
and his b+tch she fold up like a folder
wouldn’t f+ck with the youngin i had to get older
we cooking n+ggas like toaster
you can get put on a poster
my cup be so dark you can’t see the light
take a look at his pockets they looking real light
sneak diss like a b+tch now i don’t wanna fight
i got some b+tches wanna f+ck through the night
chosen one my future bright
he mad his b+tch she ride like bike
i stole your style? go take a hike
diss one of mine then he finna meet christ

lil h+e ass boy better stay off my d+ck before his h+e end up missing
i got two ? b+tches at the crib kissing
not hard to see it’s daddy they missing
i’m tryna get him done up why he dissing
i’m tryna make the lil boy go missing
i ain’t been high b+tch i need a fix
you playing with fire my n+gga don’t risk it
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
you playing with fire my n+gga don’t risk it
you playing with fire my n+gga don’t risk it
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
he in the oven we bake him like biscuit
(we bake him like, we bake him like
we bake him like, we bake him like
biscuit, biscuit, biscuit, biscuit…)

“inaudible”



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