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family ties - bound to happen lyrics

check it out yo, this on the real here son
ain’t no lie in me, ain’t no lie in me
nothing but big ballers, shot callers ya’ll
down south hustla players, tru to the game

chorus

put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
it was bound to happen, it was bound to happen
it was bound to happen, put ‘cha rollie’s in the air
it was bound to happen, it was bound to happen
it was bound to happen, put ‘cha rollies in the air

verse 1:

once again it’s a day in the life of
some n-gga’s who insist to constantly live chright
throw ya hands ups, player it was bound to happen
n-gga’s drop lock’s at me every time i’m rappin’
getting motherf-cking tired of this bullsh-t
player hate, kick you in yo hole prostate
and at yo weight
proceed to get the middle finger
cause i don’t love you n-gga and that’s the f-cking realer
cap peelers, indeed a fake caper don’s
big willie’s and b-tches who wanna act silly
now play with it, it’s a shame in this dirty game
f-ck fame, when miss thang got a dirty name
cr-p game and f-ck n-ggas smoking zut suits
it was bound to happen across my black boots
and n-gga f-ck looking cute for them stank hoes
all a n-gga want is weed and a bank whoa
now hear me now

chorus 1x:

verse 2:

i wanna kiss ya on the cheek and blush ya
silly n-gga get a b-tch set ‘cha up and touch ya
you know the rules, player hating get a n-gga bruised
late night at ‘cha momma house to cut a fool
off the chain, in a sense we don’t help none
conversating for an hour, with my chrome gun
four n-ggas in the bushes all i do is whistle
all h-ll breaking lose when you hear them pistols
n-gga what, see you f-cking with some real n-ggas
and everybody got pistols, but see we up quicker
got a cl!ck, only robbing n-ggas touting guns
and grand theft broken down in my other songs
big ballin’ ain’t a motherf-cking thing ha
i was raised by one, it’s in my blood son
cut me deep, might penetrate the concrete
a a.k. with a drop clip where i sleep, n-gga what

chorus 1x:

put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
it was bound to happen, it was bound to happen, it was bound to happen
put ‘cha rollie’s in the air, it was bound to happen
it was bound to happen,it was bound to happen
put ‘cha rollies in the air

verse 3:

it was bond to happen yo
the gun clapping went to rappin’
and you know it’s pure satisfaction
it’s guaranteed, to the skis
on her knees, giving straight neck aiming to please
in the emb-ssy suites, wanna flex in the bahamas
yachts and lobsters for the real dark dollars
and we don’t see ya and we wouldn’t wanna be
when dark coming drop and i’m coming tech nina
in the drop top benz, seven figure dividends
how the f-ck you gone lose when you always win
yo, the money getters, mic rippers
dark pea henney sippers, strip club big tippers
we real k!llers, eight pack gold grillers
f-ck ya -ss up in a minute gold digga
put ‘cha rollies in the air motherf-ck them busters
big money, big willie, down south tru hustlers

chorus 1x:

put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up
put ‘cha hands up, put ‘cha hands up, it was bound to happen
it was bound to happen, it was bound to happen
put ‘cha rollie’s in the air, it was bound to happen
it was bound to happen,it was bound to happen
put ‘cha rollies in the air

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