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g herbo – 4 minutes of hell part 5 lyrics

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yall know what the f-ck this is
yall know exactly what this is

my lil cousin in the county fighting quadruple bodies
but when he beat it, we in egypt, need a newer hobby
he beat his robbery, went back faster than a maserati
everybody in the race, i’m tryna cop bugatti’s
lost my ?? a year, but ain’t n-body rob me
we’ll come shoot up the party, ain’t no lodi dodi
i got n-gg-s calling my phone from the federales
told me n-gg-s breaking bad, ain’t sent him 20 dollars
i remember breaking bread with like 20 heads
imagine me behind the walls for like 20 years
feeling like i’m dead, i couldn’t even make my bed
i ain’t have no spread
project still 10 toes b-tch and only got 1 leg
n-gg-s only had 1 life to live, never got no bread
can’t think back on his decisions now he ain’t got no head
n-gg-s don’t really be clapping that lead
yeah, really be scared
my n-gg-s gon’ hop out k!lling instead
make sure you cover them dreads
you in the streets better cover your tracks
you can’t talk to that hoe when you going to bed
wonder how you end up shot in the back
same way she was for you, that hoe going again
next thing you know that hoe going again
yeah gone with the wind
b-tches don’t know when i’m calling again
next week i’m all in her friends
.40 glock all in my drawers again
to walk through the mall again
i made 50 songs, had to ball again
b-tch go leak em all again
i’m making songs like future, i got a future
and i be up with the roosters
f-ck n-gg-s really be losers, really be using
thats why i’m dolo as usual
and that’s why i tote my own pole with the shooters
i can’t be in this sh-t snoozing
if a n-gg- ain’t shooting he ducking or running
and i can’t be in this sh-t choosing
i remember i used to just play with a 100
then graduated to 2’s
i remember i used to just bag up them onions
then graduated to moving
and really my life is a movie
real diamonds and gold in my jewerly
if you think you gon’ make it, n-gg- come take it
it do not matter, got uzi’s
told my jeweler to make it, 80 point bracelet
now ain’t no wonder she naked
told lil bro to get closer to knock off his face
cuz we don’t get n-gg-s mistaken

yeah we fry n-gg-s like bacon
we find n-gg-s like taken
i’m from 0-7-9
i’m dropping 5’s
and i’m still slamming the rake’s
still grippin four nickels and s 550’s
this what ima slide on the jakes in
they can’t catch me cuz them squad cars basic
me and foenem up in our cars racing
ain’t no pulling over, so we in hot cars daily
and we ain’t instagraming sh-t, ain’t no haha davis
i got the gun with the light and the laser
i live my life and the light is amazing
i used to lean on a lot of the lazy
i would just lay back literally lettin her lick me
she did it long like my lady
i think her name was lindsey, lala, lisa, laura
i’ll get with her later
but i know i’m gon get this to this paper
yeah i gotta get to the guap
if i don’t ima get on a caper
soon as i used to get on the block
police tryna give a n-gg- the vapor
why they thinkin i’m gettin n-gg-s knocked off
i’m somewhere way out here in jamaica
now i’m gettin a n-gg- knocked right off the map
cuz my paper major
everyday of my life i talk to cap
he said don’t go to no major
so i ain’t go to no major
still get major paper
ain’t got no events, we hit a 100 bands
i been f-cking hoes that had another man
see 2 50’s on the weekend, that was running in
we still counting rolls, traveling for shows
30 in bulk, 20 and 30 a show
ain’t’ f-cking no dirty hoes
no i ain’t broke no more
my mama don’t live in the hood no more
i ain’t in the hood no more
i barely pop out in the hood no more
and the henny ain’t worth it no more
nah i ain’t working no more
i ain’t tryna blow 30s no more
you can’t see me in person no more
i ain’t just lil herbie no more
yeah, i ain’t just lil herbie no more
a lot of sh-t ain’t worth it no more
can’t see me in person no more
nah i ain’t working no more
them lil disses ain’t working no more
you lil n-gg-s ain’t worth it no more

g herbo, back on my old sh-t man
you know i’m still on some new sh-t
you know i’m bossed up, embracing all my power
but i’m back on my old sh-t man, i don’t give a f-ck
bout none of that sh-t n-gg-s talkin’ bout
we still on gangsta sh-t, we still seeing n-gg-s
in public, in the club, smacking the sh-t out n-gg-s
hittin’ n-gg-s with bottles, pistol-whipping n-gg-s
all that gangsta sh-t, with all this ice on
all these vv’s on, rollies on, all that n-gg-
we got 30’s on us, glocks, fn’s, all that sh-t, you know
still dropping 4 minutes of h-ll on you f-ck n-gg-s
this part 5 right here, in case you didn’t know
you know what i’m saying, free all my n-gg-s
r.i.p. my n-gg-s man, i’m in the studio right now
got my big bro in here, sizzle, with me, top in here
you know, brazy, big b’s, you know, g-squeak
in this b-tch, uh huh… for real, and we got more guns
than us… for real, for real, for real, for real, for real….
them b-tches ain’t never touching instagram
nothin, none of that, never seeing instagram
snapchat, none of that silly -ss sh-t you n-gg-s
doing, cuz we out here for real (b-tch)…



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