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husalah - fighting the feds lyrics

[intro]
cool jama, x13’s, crips, bloods, 14’s
gangsta sh+t, yadamean? get your money, n+gga
i’m ’bout to hit you n+ggas with some sh+t that’ll light your life up
i make sure every n+gga stay rich within my cipher, yeah
uh, i’m diggin’ that, yo

[verse]
n+gga, it ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party
slide through the spot, rockin’, rollin’
bounce out the drop, the chop that i’m holdin’ is tucked
i’m concealing this sh+t, i ain’t revealing the sh+t
n+gga pull out the 50 clip and get to rippin’
but i ain’t trippin’ right now, i’m just dippin’
feelin’ the motherf+ckin’ celebration
me and my n+ggas paper chasin’
n+gga, it’s like jason
’cause i appear out the cuts when you n+ggas think i’m chasin’
but um, at the same time, n+gga, i’m like mike myers
’cause i stay quiet, but i don’t mean wired
like you n+ggas is wired for feds
i mean i’m wired up all night with a chop on my f+ckin’ head
layin’ in my bed, thinkin’ ’bout my bread
i’m getting money but i’m still fightin’ the f+ckin’ feds, n+gga (f+ckin’ feds)
but it’s still all good (still all good), you feel me?
’cause every n+gga in my clique is my crutch
and if i ever fall, they’d help a n+gga up
at the same time, help a n+gga buck
when a n+gga run his mouth and n+ggas talk too much
n+ggas get seeked out, destroyed
hit with the chop, go and tuck that boy
roll him up in a carpet, leave him in the alleyway
but we gon’ leave that aside today
it’s a good motherf+ckin’ day, the sun is shinin’
i’m not grindin’, i’m still shinin’
back in the days i yoked my time when
n+ggas started countin’ stacks and grindin’
at the same time, n+gga, i was lampin’
gettin’ money, stackin’ what’s happenin’?
get at your n+gga, it be the same sh+t (same sh+t)
every day hustlin’, fifty clips (fifty clips)
keep it tucked, flip+flop pays
beat your ass up, n+gga, when the chop spray
straight from the east bay, home of ak spray
make way for the s+u+s+a+l+a+h out the gate
ship out sideways, we should celebrate
guess who’s back in the motherf+ckin’ house?
husalah went gold, got the world turned out
it’ll be too late when the boys find out
that i pumped h+lla cakes, pump your brakes, young fella
n+ggas done with the weather out the gates in my projects
if you ain’t with us, you against us
so i guess it’s about time that i use this 9
you got yours, i got mine
i think it’s ’bout time for a smother
n+ggas don’t wanna see me from the shoulders, they know the husalah
break jaws like i break law
like i hit the gas and brake and figure+8 raw
twenty dvd screens in my scr+pe raw
thirty hoes breaking bread got me caked off, yeah, you know
[outro]
i just had to do that real quick, man
this here remind me of some earth, wind & fire or something, you know what i mean?
i feel like i’m just rockin’ and rollin’ and groovin’ and sh+t, man
when n+ggas wear, you know, the og n+ggas, they was wearin’ catsuits and sh+t
the n+ggas was crazy, man
n+ggas had h+lla glitter, you nah’mean? i, i be, you know
i’m feelin’ my pops or something right now, man, that’s h+lla funny, though
this for them ba, ba+da+da+da+doe
you know, this funky, man, this is funky, man, you nah’mean?
i see why n+ggas f+ck with the funk, that’s, i like that sh+t
yeah, got the speakers knockin’. got the f+ckin’ 12’s knockin’, the 15’s knockin’, you nah’mean?
i wanna hear this on, like, four 10’s, though
you know 10’s got that crispy pop to ’em
yeah, i mean, 15’s, they thunder, they sub
but them 10’s got that, ba+ba, da+da+da, ba+ba, nah’mean?
ba+ba+ba, ba, ba, you nah’mean
peelin’ off, just, you feel me? swing h+lla, n+gga, swing h+lla, yeah
give a sh+t, you nah’mean?
f+ck it, n+gga, get cold, n+gga
they won’t have to tell me, n+gga, i’m swing h+lla
what it do, what it do? get on him, yeah, n+gga, gangsta sh+t
yeah, we menaces to society, we act ignorant, man

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