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c3 official – super c3 freestyle 2 lyrics

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god blessed me yes, but keep that sh+t quiet

you play with my n+ggas we start a riot

no lose ends bc you know that we tie it

n+ggas talking about cases deny it

i feel like captain but i am no pirate
talking about pressure then i can apply it

n+ggas get k!lled if he taking like pilate

i flame up this dope and it’s changing the climate

b+tch i’m the soldier of peace

so there ain’t no trying me

sell this dope to you lease

play wit me come up deceased

wouldn’t listеn to demons so became a priеst

cast away evil whenever it speak

these n+gga they lame they fold they crease

and we know who they are up under the sheet

does he really trap who knows

go to the mall copping some clothes

pull up to that sh+t and i’m throwing down fours

every single picture throwing down fours

make my b+tch stomp his face with her heels

b+tch wanna try me like this chain ain’t real

everybody hating i don’t know the deal

n+gga play with us get peeled

don’t gotta prove myself the ++++++ will

hit you with this sh+t it make you ill
pull up on us get shocked like eel

n+gga what you need i can make a meal

smoking that good green eco

i feel like they wanna hit the gang with a rico

why these n+ggas wanna be me hoe

they know that’s something they’ll never be though

take a second be honest brutally

took a lot to partake for this mutiny

tryna get these kids some opportunity

call me mr.unity of the community

n+ggas talk all that sh+t but they ain’t on charts

this i’m sh+t rapping fine art

where tf yo taste of heart

take a n+gga out that don’t play his part

these n+ggas lame don’t make me start

don’t even get big just get smart

big ass choppa make them dart

cause he know it’ll tear his ass apart

on trip with his b+tch she gonna show me a trick

too many sides i won’t even pick

burn up all the politics

walk in that b+tch look like sl!ck rick

walk in that b+tch look like pimp c

bet a n+gga gonna die if he try me

they say that we free we not really free

try and find my n+ggas when they trap in trees

they act they on we demolish the crew

all of my n+ggas they pockets they grew

hold up b+tch i’m going super saiyan 2

c3 that n+gga he pop out the blue

if i talk to the j’s i don’t get complaints
the b+tch seen me and d+mn near fainted

at the end of the year i be feeling like i’m famous

i pray to god they don’t come and take it

i watch my enemies all go down the drain

i’m like b+tch, please put this gun your name

wipe his lil block till it’s cleaner than gain

i don’t want that weed wtf is that strain

hit that lil b+tch now she wanna rotate

i keep getting followed bout to relocate

push all my sh+t till i got no weight

boy who is u fw know we got low rate

y’all try to play gangster but be talking instead

already know what imma say you n+ggas be fed

tripping and sh+t i been pouring that red

i gave her that d+ck now b+tch make up the bed

i’m like a patient i need my meds

take out you and your b+tch like some newly weds

if i give the word they chop off his head

abandon the building get left in the shed

walk in the trap and the floor start creaking

i take a sip out the cup and i’m leaning

she get off the gas then she get to tweaking

shoot in his head, and his brain start leaking

they talking to 12 them n+ggas been squeaking

if he wanna die for a diss let it be then

you come over here , get hit up no reason

mom lost her son it’s another one weeping

make his body fall october

take control of his blood i’m not a donor

i take a hit and solar

find in the motor leave him with odor

you can try to run but bullets like a boulder

i’ll have bl!ck clapping all at your shoulder

if god give the word we fold him like a folder

he 18 but ain’t getting any older

- c3 official lyrics

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