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jimmy from da block – my turn (400 deep) lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, got too many, too many guns
yeah, too many, too many, pills
yeah, too many, too many, pills
yeah, too many, too many, pills
yeah, too many, too many, pills
yeah

[hook]
too many, too many, pills, yeah
my n+ggas stuck in the field
go and get back cause your homie got k!lled
throw on that ski, bout to go on a drill
i was just broke couldn’t get me a meal
all of my drugs, vacuumed sealed
cut off the plug, i’m taking his work
so many drugs, so many percs
i’m tryna put that lil b+tch in the dirt
don’t think i’ma ever get off of this syrup
these n+ggas scared better take it to church
got a bad b+tch and i do her the worst
remember the days when my pockets was hurtin’
i told you thеse n+ggas ain’t f+cking with me
come hop in this car with mе
go head and drop your ski
we pull up we 400 deep
and you know we got pints of the lean
told that b+tch stop playin’ with me
and that hoe too bad, she mean
heard you crushin’ a perc you a feen
take that sh+t downtown with the fiends
she got a fat ass like ice spice
she wanna see what these pills like
this my time, this my turn
hit yo’ block, it get burnt
no, he ain’t outside that n+gga nerd
she want my bread the b+tch she a bird
i can’t love no thottie, i feel like chief so
this my fifth percocet in a roll
i done had white b+tches doing the coke
how the f+ck you come outside with no pole?
i’m in your city, let’s go
got your b+tch she gone give me her throat
f+ck that n+gga, i’m taking him off
new opp in the pack, i’m coughin’, ha
on her knees, she gone treat me like god
f+ck your boyfriend, i’m getting him rocked
i’ma hit him two times with the glock

[hook]
too many, too many, pills, yeah
my n+ggas stuck in the field
go and get back cause your homie got k!lled
throw on that ski, bout to go on a drill
i was just broke couldn’t get me a meal
all of my drugs vacuumed sealed
cut off the plug, im taking his work
so many drugs, so many percs
i’m tryna put that lil b+tch in the dirt
don’t think i’ma ever get off of this syrup
these n+ggas scared better take it to church
got a bad b+tch and i do her the worst
remember the days when my pockets was hurtin’
i told you these n+ggas ain’t f+cking with me
come hop in this car with me
go head and drop your ski
we pull up we 400 deep



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