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lil ginobili - head tapper lyrics

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n+ggas doing all that playing till we tap the n+gga head
turn around go split the load we finna ante up the bread

who is you? cause you ain’t certified you ain’t approved
need yo address for this load i’m tryna push a couple thru
say i’m acting brand new, you can say it’s really true
need a bow of purple kush you want me on a track with you
i ain’t infatuated yeah yo p+ssy wet, but b+tch i’m cool
you’ll give me them four letters if the money wasn’t true
is it true? if i had to sit a bid would you be spooked
would you do a n+gga wrong soon as i made the wrong move?
still asking god why? i know my brother sending signs
yeah i know the sh+t be life but why my brothеr have to die
he ain’t nеver banged a set and he ain’t never testified
just a money getting n+gga got me pressed, i popped a dot
same n+gga k!lled my brother thinking that we ain’t no opps
got yo addy and yo name but i’ll never call the cops
it ain’t sh+t to send some strikers now you sitting in a box
n+gga this the plot, i got two fn’s
plus the chop
i could spin yo block right now, could tap my b+tton till it stop
but i ain’t no crash dummy, n+ggas never seen no money
i could off you for a band, but that really ain’t no money
asking me like, “where you been?” sh+t i’m really up to something
n+ggas faker than these b+tches, way y’all move that sh+t disgust me
seen my own n+ggas, try to set the play, but you can’t up me
i be moving militant, can wear my jewels, you can’t touch me
100 bows, 100 loads, i bet you think that sh+t some money
try to do that ten times and call me back, that ain’t no muscle
seen my pops, move 1,008 grams, he had the hustle
till the federales came, you know they confiscated money
know the risks that come from playing in the streets that ain’t a question
always played my own games, will never snitch i’m staying loyal
gotta know the consequences, never serve where it be jumping
boy who jumped you in? you ain’t a blood, why n+ggas fronting
never touched a bl!ck so how the f+ck you got a jumper
n+ggas doing all that playing till we tap the n+gga head
turn around go split the load we finna ante up the bread
pshewww
n+ggas doing all that, till we tap that n+gga head



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