cheech the god - private vices lyrics
(intro)
throwing salt at mine… aye
yea.. (yea yea yea)
they dont wan see me win but cool no
throwing salt at mine
(hook:)
they don’t wanna see me win but cool cause i won’t lose though(no no no)
why you in competition wit me dawg that ain’t the bro code (that ain’t light)
i guess thats life talkin this and that
but we know you kapper ( we know you a kapper)
these b+tches can’t take my woman place cause she a rider
they gone talk sh+t bout me out in public; f+ck wit me in private (they be talkin nonsense)
talk sh+t bout me out in public; f+ck wit me in private (they be talkin nonsense)
and thats that fake sh+t i can’t f+ck wit; i stick to my vices ( i can’t f+ck wit em)
flashing all that money but you fake and real is priceless
(verse 1:)
aye x3 psa
you ain’t gotta fake to kick it no (no no no)
but you better mind you business this glizzy touching more than yo feelings hoe
i just wanna count my blessing lay back and count me some money
(but i got bills to pay)
so f+ck it i’m raking in some more money
i got tired of just gettin by so i took time to get my mind straight
got up off my ass and i got to it!!! got my grind straight
explain one thing; how you the homie but you out here tellin lies (n+gga)
you ain’t welcome at the table cause you always throwing salt at mine
you ain’t no ken of mine
(bridge:)
these n+ggas talk about me out in public then wan dap me up in private
these b+tches talk about me in public then wanna love me all in private (move around)
you ain’t no love of mine
hook
(hook:)
they don’t wanna see me win but cool cause i won’t lose though(no no no)
why you in competition wit me dawg that ain’t the bro code (that ain’t light)
i guess thats life talkin this and that
but we know you kapper ( we know you a kapper)
these b+tches can’t take my woman place cause she a rider
they gone talk sh+t bout me out in public; f+ck wit me in private (they be talkin nonsense)
talk sh+t bout me out in public; f+ck wit me in private (they be talkin nonsense)
and thats that fake sh+t i can’t f+ck wit; i stick to my vices ( i can’t f+ck wit em)
flashing all that money but you fake and real is priceless
verse 2
if hurting me don’t hurt you
then baby don’t tell me you love me
all of that fake sh+t i can’t f+ck wit
tell me you real keep it honest
you wanna f+ck then we f+ckin
move at a slow pace no rushing
shorty gone keep it so real wit me
ik it’s hard to deal wit me but baby be patient
aye x3 boy you fake
ion wanna hear sh+t you talkin bout
but you better mind you manners big damage come wit this 40
ion f+ck with no steak but i eat up beef if you throw it at me
she love my stroke she gone throw it at me
slap that ass when she call me daddy
and counting money what make us happy so
(bridge:)
these n+ggas talk about me out in public then wan dap me up in private
these b+tches talk about me in public then wanna love me all in private (move around)
you ain’t no love of mine
hook
(hook:)
they don’t wanna see me win but cool cause i won’t lose though(no no no)
why you in competition wit me dawg that ain’t the bro code (that ain’t light)
i guess thats life talkin this and that
but we know you kapper ( we know you a kapper)
these b+tches can’t take my woman place cause she a rider
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