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jag - all me (freestyle) lyrics

you already know what it is home
flat top gold chain… yeah

i ain’t never asked for sh-t, nah n-gga i ain’t had to
k!ll a n-gga beat, my pleasure, i’ll be glad to
here for forever, look at rap like a tattoo
they on a n-gga b-lls, now i’m nuts n-gga cashews
i’m waitin’ for the stacks f-ck waitin’ in the back
remember days when me and goods waitin’ on the pack
in the lab, she yellin’, got her waitin’ in the sack
chubby makin’ money now n-ggas hatin’ for a fact
said i got that k!ll, and she know it i could walk ’round
swipe all out, and she blow it when i toss that
then, nowadays she will throw it
got her speakin’ to the pipe, move them lips like a poet
lil n-gga we ridin’ out with no child lock out
west adams, we a wild block
they all look lame, we don’t ball the same
i’m kobe bryant, you ???
n-gga pop off and get a loud pop
peep out and get ya house shot
to them c0ke fiends, i’m a hero
so in other words, i’m all about rock
yeah fuego, better let go off of my lego
n-gga i’m about blocks, i’m the one n-gga
you a dumb n-gga, i son n-ggas i’m all about pops
yeah talk all hard get a mouth shot
cuff yo girl get your spouse popped
bring yo girl ’round, and somebody
takin’ yo girl down and that’s real home
you talk sh-t, my n-ggas
makin’ yo girl drown you better chill home
and the sad sh-t, you bring a bad b-tch
and i guarantee, it’s a steal home
now that’s real, i could take her n-gga
f-ck love, b-tch it’s all about the paper n-gga
that’s straight up, no chaser n-gga
turn a couple pounds into acres n-gga
had mad swag in the old days
before the flat top it was a taper n-gga
yeah mad swag, old days
like mark manson with the lakers n-gga
shot to the head, shot to the head yeah
shot to the head i don’t mean gettin’ drunk
what i mean get the pump, i get anybody yeah
i body anybody on the scene gettin’ slumped
weed everywhere, whole team gettin’ drunk
never in the back, whole team in the front
money makin’ got a n-gga team gettin’ pumped
got a new ho, b-tches on the team get dumped
and it’s like that, yeah it’s like that
n-gga took a break and got right back
got the piece on me, like peace homie
don’t sleep on me no night cap
n-gga throw a punch and i’ll fight back
it’s guaranteed i got n-ggas ’round
west adams, you n-ggas trippin’
my youngings shootin’ you n-ggas down
realest rapper you know home
ain’t sh-t i’m always in n-ggas town
came for what’s really mine
somebody rockin’ this n-gga crown
that’s all me, yeah all me
n-gga tell ya main b-tch call me
hood spit when my hood shift
got the block lookin’ like wall street
it’s chubby

- jag lyrics

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