dj nick – i dont wanna lyrics
[chorus: project pat sample]
takin’ fed chance after chance, but i got to dance
to the rules of this sh+t, that’s why i keep a revolver
how the h+ll you robbers gonna rob the robber?
boy i’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out
[verse 1: fat nick][?] 50 stacks [?]
[?] shows
f+ck a billboard
way out [?] gotta thank the lord
jealous n+ggas always envy when they bored
james hardin with the sport, 19 when i tour
need a [?] f+ck [?]
[?]
[?] open doors
pull up in that big body benz, looking like a truck
wake up feeling like [?]
chump ass n+ggas ran out of luck
single 24’s how i [?] my cup
[chorus: project pat sample]
takin’ fed chance after chance, but i got to dance
to the rules of this sh+t, that’s why i keep a revolver
how the h+ll you robbers gonna rob the robber?
boy i’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out
[verse 2: a$ap ant]
[?] that sh+t
remix the brick, [?]
[?] got me flexin [?]
[?] winning
[?] when i pull up thuggin [?]
hollo in the chamber, this can change ya
[?] drink it till [?]
[?] if you [?]
[?]
my profets [?]
[?] my pockets [?]
y’all ain’t sh+t, don’t sugar coat it
[?]
[?] run this sh+t
salty b+tch [?]
[?] you think you f+cking [?]
[?] without a doubt
[?]
[chorus: project pat sample]
takin’ fed chance after chance, but i got to dance
to the rules of this sh+t, that’s why i keep a revolver
how the h+ll you robbers gonna rob the robber?
boy i’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out
[verse 3: maxo kream]
i don’t wanna, i don’t wanna wish a n+gga wanna
for a f+cking comma, he’s a [?], eyes roll back, he wanna
sip on [?], hollo eat his flesh [?]
in the water flow, leave him super soaking
hope they find him
hit a l!ck on the plug, didn’t have to
get a l!ck on my ho, didn’t have to
big brother showed up, got his ass toed up
[?] statue
team pulled up [?] backup
got a mac 45 if they act up
i rob anybody, get them racks up
[?] flip a whole mac truck
only thing i know is get money, i got to have it
juggin all these drugs, and finessing n+ggas with ratchets
i don’t wanna rob you, i promis you that i will though
[?] we gon k!ll bro
[chorus: project pat sample]
takin’ fed chance after chance, but i got to dance
to the rules of this sh+t, that’s why i keep a revolver
how the h+ll you robbers gonna rob the robber?
boy i’m gonna scald ya with pistol slapped cross mouth
reachin in ya pockets, and take yo money out
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