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g.t. & philthy rich - 7 mile x seminary lyrics

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[verse 1: g.t.]
ayy
ayy we rep for real (ooh)
in the trap house right now, i don’t rap the peel
unc’ got a big ass crib, he like uncle phil
man that’s like two hundred and fifty racks when it’s me and phil (what up, phil?)
left wrist, [?] full of curry, man, that’s plain jane (dirty rich)
all my n+ggas got a cuban stick, we on the same thing (for real)
b+tch keep f+cking with the help, f+ck ’em with the [?] (ehh, we cappin’)
mad ’cause i done cut her off ’cause we ain’t on the same page (ayy, ayy, ayy)
n+ggas playing, they get hit up with the same k (bah, bah, bah)
shooter off the addy, man, he been up for like eight days
i just say whatever to the b+tch, she think i’m runnin’ game
hit the time, one day, i came out with a hundred k

[[?]: philthy rich]
large seven mile, off a seminary, it’s just me and beer
next time you sneak diss me, it’s from the cemeter’
four fod chains on [?]
playin’ with this bad b+tch p+ssy with my ring on
every time you see mom, dude, she got designer on
boy yo’ mama shoulda swallowed you or kept the condom on
plus i put her in that big house, got her feet up
gucci g’d up, chanel bags, throwin’ c’s up
my baby mamas ain’t no prostitutes, both them b+tches square
but if i had a baby by my hoe, n+gga, who would care?
she done gave a n+gga ten years, that’s ten mill’
boy your n+gga got ten years but he a snitch still

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