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jack ferrer - talk shit get hit lyrics

[whole song is by jack ferrer] flip a brick got ya hoe all up on my d-ck she a white chick and she fine after i hit it we sit back and wine and dine
[i’m all about the paper that’s why they call me a chaser i’ll step back shoot you with the laser cops really buggin these days shooting people what happened to a taser
these niggas talkin on the book but won’t say shit in person i would k!ll u leave you there behind closed curtains then i would ride to your b-tches house and have her pussy squirtin
my rhymes are ill that’s cause of these pills sometimes i take to much shit gives me the chills i’ll k!ll anyone in my way on some call of duty shit i just stay gettin high tryna spit tryna get rich i’m tryna get some fame maybe end up in the hall of fame puttin other niggas into the hall of shame
i got sick thought i was about to die but no doctors came in said all they do is save lives not tell lies like these f-ggots in my town, it’s my town i am the king give me my crown livin lavish i’ll get your b-tch to bow down for a nice suck then i’ll knock u out f-ckin slap shot with a hockey puck you gon see me n my niggas squad up in the tonka truck i suggest u don’t f-ck with us we them true ogs stayin low key flippin keys in the benzo f-ck ya b-tch have a baby name it lorenzo i’m hiding from the twelve like el chapo k!ll that nigga like its nothin then eat a f-ckin taco i be takin lives f-ckin wives my moms is worried she always cries she says jack stop smokin the loud pack no u can’t sell weed on the street out of a back pack but i say stop bein wack i’m gettin gwap and i ain’t gonna stop till i get on top
just tryna be recognized for my raps not shootin gats i wanna be some one i don’t wanna be that kid shootin with the guns my b-tch cheated on me when i was in jail then she just bailed i say back and realized shit that relationship totally failed she was a sexy b-tch but her pussy was mad loose from ridin too many d-cks all she wanted was too use me but i don’t care at first i thought it wasn’t fair but now when i’m ridin in the whip i see her across the street all she does is stair b-tch still hittin me up to f-ck guess her boyfriend didn’t grow a pair to step up all he hears is his b-tch screaming when she’s getting f-cked
this shits long as hell me n my squad will come up with the guns and ring your door bell
you can’t see me like that nigga john cena when i walk into the party everybody screams like an arena my flow gettin mean probably cause all i do is sip lean and count that green no i don’t smoke rock what am i charlie sheen? i smoke wax count stacks no i don’t slack i’m a fierce motherf-cker people call me the silver back this b-tch left me for a nigga that’s d-ck is probobly like a tic tac switch back rollin hella dro spittin hella flows f-ckin hella hoes i’m livin that life sit back and sip the dirty sprite

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