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hardrock - association lyrics

[chorus:]
i don’t associate with all the lame sh+t
n+ggas straight cap ain’t affiliated with gang sh+t
n+ggas straight cap, we ain’t on the same sh+t
pull up with the mob, pull up and bang sh+t
put em on the run, n+gga tried to gang
put em on the run, turned to a stain
up on exotic, d+mn my strain

[verse:]
play with the money a n+gga [?]
spending that money, i like to go ball
stacking that money, i stack it up tall
when its time to ride, i know who to call
i put a slimey ass goon on your head
clear out the store, b+tch we like to pop tags
up in the [?], b+tch i’m geekin’ on gas
we gon keep it goin, and keep it on track

[pre+chorus:]
when i wake up, i go get that pack and bake up (bake up)
my b+tch is a ten with no makeup (makeup)
on bakery sh+t got my cakе up (cake up)
i’m comin in won’t give a heads up (nah)
pull up gеt to sprayin’ i’m fed up (fed up)
you mess with me, ya f+cked up (f+cked up)
ya slide on me, i clutch up (f+cked up)
ya hatin’ on me cause i got up (got up)
i got shooters who wanna see blood (see blood)
fill my cup up with more dirty mud
don’t you try to act like we was buds (nah)
they never was f+ckin’ with us (they never)
told em’ don’t ever count me out (don’t do it)
never too much i pay the amount (amount)
in the mosh we rock out we shout (clayco on the beat) (yeah)
i’m the one and i can come vouch (lets go lets go)
[chorus:]
i don’t associate with all the lame sh+t
n+ggas straight cap ain’t affiliated with gang sh+t
n+ggas straight cap, we ain’t on the same sh+t
pull up with the mob, pull up and bang sh+t
put em on the run, n+gga tried to gang
put em on the run, turned to a stain
up on exotic, d+mn my strain

[pre+chorus:]
i wake up, i go get that pack and bake up (bake up)
my b+tch is a ten with no makeup (makeup)
on bakery sh+t got my cake up (cake up)
i’m comin in won’t give a heads up (nah)
pull up get to sprayin’ i’m fed up (fed up)
you mess with me, ya f+cked up (f+cked up)
ya slide on me, i clutch up (f+cked up)
ya hatin’ on me cause i got up (got up)
i got shooters who wanna see blood (see blood)
fill my cup up with more dirty mud
don’t you try to act like we was buds (nah)
they never was f+ckin’ with us (they never)
told em’ don’t ever count me out (don’t do it)
never too much i pay the amount (amount)
in the mosh we rock out we shout (clayco on the beat) (yeah)
i’m the one and i can come vouch (lets go lets go)

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