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grindhard e - messy lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, wxmpy)

[verse]
i be hangin’ with them n+ggas that’ll take a n+gga’s sh+t
and let me tell you ’bout this day me and my n+ggas hit a l!ck
can’t say too much, might get indicted for this sh+t
i don’t know who was drivin’, everybody hopped out with a stick
ran up, kicked the door in like, “we takin’ all your sh+t”
i’ma just tell you, he got popped and he can never walk again
had his ass in icu, had to learn to talk again
i’ma just say it like this, watch out who you call your friends
i swear, i cannot be f+cked with
i’m still hangin’ with the same n+ggas i grew up with
oldheads, but they some blowheads, but they’ll slump sh+t
please don’t ever think that you can play me on no dumb sh+t
ridin’ with a 40 on some drunk sh+t
i just tastе some old red and we just tonguе+kissed
heard you still wear your mans clothes on some bum sh+t
i just got some good p+ssy, it made me cum quick
auntie just called me with some pills, she told me come quick
from the police the only time you gon’ ever catch me runnin’
weed got a strong+ass odor ’cause it’s potent
that bullsh+t ain’t come from a1, what you smokin’?
a n+gga rolled up on some bullsh+t and we smoked him
glock on my waist, f+ck a holster, ridin’ with a baby, f+ck a stroller
actin’ fancy when i pour my drank up, i use a coaster
i ain’t gon’ stop grindin’ ’til my bank account look like oprah’s
burn him ’bout some bread like a toaster
i got a white boy on the east side, he a cobra
went to the doc’ to get some syrup, told his ass i got pneumonia
high as h+ll on the highway, i ended up in livonia
f+ck, i just missed that exit
got every gun you can think, but i still miss my smith & wesson
a n+gga ran off and i stripped him
dog ran off and got clipped, he ain’t never get to learn his lesson
hi+tech over morton, that’s my preference
drop the price on the drank, that’s my suggestion
when the epidemic came, the pills went up high as heaven
i want fifteen for a bar, football i want seven
thought you hit a l!ck, but turned out that they pressed him
a n+gga can’t get over on me unless i let him
gettin’ the drank for twenty a line last year, i miss debra
i ain’t gon’ lie, i had a fiend, to this day, i hate sarah
this weed from a1 hittin’ harder than mayweather
auntie was buyin’ dope, my uncle mad ’cause i ain’t tell him
all my n+ggas ride with the heats and they felons
rule number one, if you get caught, ain’t no tellin’
first time i seen a dead body, i was seven
first time i went to hutch, i spent ten on a necklace
next time i walk in, i think i’ma drop a presi’
i had to cut all my old hoes off ’cause they was messy

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