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g40 (rap) - long live lyrics

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[intro]
long live the guys you heard me
free the guys you n+ggas know what the f+ck the business is you heard me
head yougin you heard me

[verse]
ridin’ with my 60 got me feeling like i’m nipsey
beaucoup murders in my city
i know not to leave my glizzy
in my rear view i ain’t slippin’ pull inside i bet i flip it
spent a bag on them switches name a youngin f+ckin’ with us
frontline with my k!llers we ain’t dodging rats with n+ggas
talk to brookie hope she feel me, leave you ‘lone ain’t my intentions
clutch my pistol dodging sentences
catch a opp i bet i k!ll him
facetime me a n+gga this real beef no i ain’t slippin’
i still got them charges pending leave the streets no i ain’t with it
my n+gga told he a witness, thought he was solid but he flippin’
sh+t, speaking of that flippin’ we makin’ mama’s bury children
shoot ‘em all f+ck a witness, whoever out there get the business
from high speeds in the trenches, them brand new glizzys with extensions
my mama tried but i ain’t listen
my n+gga died now i’m fishing
at the graveyard with my .50, behind the guys we overk!lling
i don’t know ‘bout them older n+ggas, but the city know we drillin’
he ain’t tired he steady spinnin’ v say that we trippin’
i’m down to smoke the whole bid, who say they rollin’ on my n+gga?
you better have that cutter with you
i’m a young soldier n+gga, i’m runnin’ with some cold k!llers, fill the rental up with switches
talk on the net these n+ggas b+tches, behind that wall i’m gangster n+gga
i been a problem with a pistol, you know about yougin been official
was tryna cross sh+t out the picture before you even went on a mission
pull up stalk out where you livin’
brand new chop came with a titty
all my glizzys got extensions went out wrong i get the bl!cky
hope god forgive me know i’m sinning
i throw some shots and lock your engine
on house arrest my cutter with me
this b+tch a fully i ain’t trippin’
long live my n+ggas i ain’t trippin’, we ain’t never gon’ stop k!lling
[outro]
yeah man you heard me
you n+ggas know the f+ck the business is you heard me
long live the guys b+tch, free the guys you heard me
you n+ggas ain’t on sh+t man all you n+ggas p+ssy
you heard me
i walk around this b+tch with fully auto cutters you heard me
got me feeling like i’m in the cartel you heard me
b+tch we fully gang, bully gang you heard me
we got fully glizzys, fully chops, we got whatever
and when them crackers let me out the box i’m tryna put a n+gga in a box you heard me



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