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fligga - open locker lyrics

f+ck you if you don’t f+ck me
i’m showing out publicly
spitting in the camera like pac before i drop
this is hip hop, i mean that real hip hop
i used my left hand when i whip rock
this where the sh+t stop
they laughed when i was p+ss poor
i just tucked 25
this feel like the old benz days with the buggy eyes
tike said i ain’t letting nothing fly
this sh+t i’ll hit them with they’ll be calling god
oh my
i dropped the top on collins, just to show them how these queens n+ggas get it popping
chains out at the food spot in opa+locka
this is it
this my open locker
i had 2000 thousands on spilling henny on me
i remembеr days i had no pennies on me
hustling with thosе 12 12 skinnies on me
now all my memories is therapeutic
all these wins but i remember losing
i ain’t foolish
lose your roof and they become ruthless
rap is like a diary i leave it in my music
i be shaking with the shakers
moving with the movement
we don’t do the switching sides
it ain’t no pick and choosing
if you gone then you gone n+gga
good riddance
and that go for b+tches too you know i’m out here living
i pushed my pride to side and let you tell those lies
and now it is what it is f+ck the other side
hotter than the oven in the summer time
4th of july
i’m calling your bluff
oh you up you a lie
its lock out and we still winning like the spurs
keep me away from weirdos
revenge of the nerds
check it
one two
middle finger through the sunroof
forever hustle don’t get comfortable
they only judge but they don’t know what you going through
i gotta win it ain’t no number 2

- fligga lyrics

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