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lil b - smack lyrics

(intro)
these streets a cold game. 05 f-ck ’em, man i ain’t gon’ lie, motherf-ckas done got real cold out here this season man, 2014 it seem like everything all bad

(hook)
n-ggas get smacked with the glock
and i won’t f-cking stop
i said
n-ggas getting smacked with that glock!
and i won’t f-cking stop
i said
n-ggas getting smacked with that glock
and i won’t f-cking stop
i said
n-ggas getting smacked with that glock
and i won’t f-cking stop

(verse 1)
all i know is hard struggle, off the muscle, talking sh-t
working jobs, no family, n-ggas thought i burnt the b-tch
i d-mn near k!lled a n-gga, around the year 2010
n-ggas be playing cause i’m skinny and i’m a short n-gga
i’ll murder you in court n-gga, i love being a dark n-gga
goth n-gga i be hitting l!cks, solo, by myself
no guns, no masks, all pain, red eyes
dead stares with the snake eyes, stop f-cking with them fake guys
yeah n-gga, no smile, you n-ggas ain’t f-cking thugs n-gga
taking pictures like a f-cking f-ggot, death to all you closet rappers
hit you with that k faster, you be hating on lil b?
you probably are a f-cking f-ggot, death to all you closet rappers
n-ggas out here helping me? real n-gga, i gotta deal with it
facin’ 30 i did that, keep it real i ain’t no jail n-gga
i’m two star whippin’ cocaine
all white like mescaline is
p-ssy n-ggas get the business, none of my cars is f-cking rented
young n-gga flexing reggie miller, young n-gga flexing ty lawson
n-ggas die and n0body care, imma flex cause i’m so gorgeous
knowing lil b ain’t easy, but i keep my head up
death to all you f-ckboys, imma keep stacking my bread up

(outro)
05 f-ck ’em, mixtape, i ain’t tryna go hard on n-ggas but, its lil b man i do me, i love the world though, i said i love you but f-ck these suckas

- lil b lyrics

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