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kutt calhoun - putcha on da flamez lyrics

[verse 1: kutt calhoun]
paint the picture clear, so you people can see it vividley
n-gg-s be hating, cause i’m a biggi blood biggidy
i know you n-gg-s be hating, sucking on sickles for free
[?] faces like a snake, your girl’s [?]
you wanna be here for the momant, so blood, bet you
riding round in a chopped off boney with gold snickers
with this blemish sh-t as your energy, got you listening, get into me
you’ll soon realise that i’m the ent-ty
that you been sleeping on for a cencherey
i’m back for the first time with some arrogant c-ckiness to remember me
n-gg-s want to be with the hustlers, swindle me
they think that i’m green, but i can make them the same thing as a december breeze
from the corner street to the center ring
sh-t’s been funky
i got the aroma, so wait till they get a cent of me
i would’ve been here after tech
but was waiting on a major so we can cash the cheque

[chorus: kutt calhoun]
i hate you little ophiliated crip sets
show you how we dip set
you gonna get wet
let me put you on the flames
let me put you on the flames
you n-gg-s better watch it, you know we c-cked it
you wanna try to stop it, you doing hot sh-t
i could put you on the flames
let me put you on the flames
let me put you on the flames

[verse 2: krizz kaliko]
i been in the game for years, it made me an animal
took the greese from calvin, me and melvin is flammable
rest in peace to fat tone and mac dre all day
love from kanzis city, to the bay all day
you don’t see the snow we fend off
spit that fire
hotter than brimstone, all around the world and then some
k r i z z kaliko, but you already know me
the boy is strange, and i’m the sh-t, homie
catch me playing through your speaker, memories going deeper
see into the future
ever lasting, i can go on for days and days
breaker, flaming up the paper
cause kutty knew i wasn’t no risk taker
a mistake that you making let me on the mixtape
you wait, it’s too late
we burn ya, too late to cool off
i can turn up

[verse 3: kutt calhoun]
feeling that you know me, you little
throw your rags up and toss your flags up if you strive for a million
i take it straight up to the government building
got a b-tch sucking d-ck, while twins giving me falaisho
you couldn’t cencer me from 99 million
that’s like tryna shoe a box with 90 blind children
it won’t happen, you n-gg-s couldn’t see me with sungl-sses
imma be bringing the plane to the center of ones captured
it’s kc in the house without a doubt
i’m legit as hard nocks, without a reasonable doubt
i told you motherf-ckers not to let it bleed
but it gets out and leaks, i’m the one that you’re speaking about
green jeans, extosy poppin n-gg- with guns on
kali we back selling through the hood on some mike jones
i gotta give it up to mac game, he wet
what up, blood? representing that gangsta sh-t

- kutt calhoun lyrics

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