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fbc baby boy - we on that lyrics

(intro)
on that gang gang play like , you won’t live a day or night , remember the car (whisper whisper) until that b-tch like daylight, (uhm) b-tch “yea” b-tch you gone have to see the daylight

(hook)
you see this pistol on my side, i kno it ain’t ni time to ride, but you think ima let a n-gg- take from me , and i just got me a cool strap we can’t wait to use that , we can put him up these n-gg-s trynna stop the beef , you can’t stop the beef with me , no you can’t do that , tell them stop yo car and knock you off and push your roof back , it ain’t nothing new we beef with n-gg-s this sh-t way back , we trumitizing n-gg-s we gone dump until they buss back

(verse)
my n-gg-s we been on it , we been up and down the street we in your city making money , how you beef with me and you can’t even catch me when i’m rolling , cause i be in the city traffic toating guns with out no holster , “i be in the hood for days and don’t get touch out in the open” , we can open you up this just a warning , i know n-gg-s think i can’t get you hit because i been touring , i ain’t nothing like rappers i’m still ignoring trynna mix in the paper , it’s getting annoying , in the future your brother gone meet his maker or his son , hit em 223 his body gone get touched you get the point , ain’t trynna say to much cause n-gg-s be listening trynna plot , they trynna get me before i get them i like money on your top, you can try to get rid of me if you want , i make money without the camera stamp that boy since he on go , you can do it how you wanna and get a bullet in your throat , and make them choke , (uh) aye put the fye to your neck , b-tch he’ll make you lose your chest , n-gg-s seem like they want to try me now since i’m getting a check , i got some hitters on my side you know we can not lay or rest , i put like 4 inside this glock you better hit , you bet not miss, my n-gg-s play at his top until they catch him outta breathe

(outtro)
we gone dump until they bus back , p-ssy why you talking we both know that you want dump back , (uhm uhm dum way right), jumpman 23 i did more shots than you ever threw at me , b-tch you want … dumb shots we gone throw them back , i got plenty n-gg-s wait till bro them drop the bag , n-gg-s think i won’t .. f-cking drop the bag , ima have my shooter splat , 23 gone get them gat , on that play like sh-t …

- fbc baby boy lyrics

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