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clayton samus - charles barkley lyrics

[intro] [vince staples]
my shirt off

[verse 1] [vince staples]
it’s a tuesday, i done hit like ten l1cks in 2 days
so im trying to lay low, cops row past twice
but they probably ain’t know that gang injunction sh-t ain’t no joke
all the homies straight locs, and the homies know me
n-gga’s like to act hard so the homies row deep
homemade tattoo’s read “r.i.p”. make one false move and we beat yo -ss
school started at eleven but skipped my cl-ss
got some money to make, broad day with a gun on my waist
leave home i might run in your place
take whatever i like flaunt it right in your face
that’s the way that sh-t goes when you dealing with a heathen
got nothing to lose so im begging for a reason
all black m9 just begging for a squeezing
the second i release it you’ll be begging for your breathing back

[verse 2] [clayton samus]
waving at the jacob, they ain’t even know that i got the rogue
status rustling in the backpack with some dope and rolex
“sh-t ain’t even mine but it’s mine though”
chop it up and drop it, double up dopplegangin im a problem, barkley back in 93 play the 4 bro can push the 1, that’s hardaway to get the dope
hide the blow strong arm & hammer, off camera
n-ggas talkin hotheadedget you embered by the charmander
all black swag with some ill nature still wavie with a lil bit of gold and a pager
hustling for that midnight 87 iroc-z 28 wit the triple gold daytons
got to stack yapers, matter fact grab the loud pack
watch for n-gga’s lurking, catch them vapors, get yo mouth smack
give a couple days before we can bounce back
hit a n-gga for his whole stash and his wavecap

- clayton samus lyrics

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