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lil herb - love 2 stunt lyrics

[hook]
just a n-gg- off the block tryna chase them dollaz
you boys broke, i thank the lord i don’t face them problems
i’m at the table, full plate eating steak wit goblins
walk in the shop counting them knots
like “i’ll take the robins”

herbo just a young n-gg-
love 2 stunt n-gg-
i just wanna become rich
i hope it come quicker
and they hate that i’m up n-gg-
i ain’t dumb n-gg-
thats why all of my young n-gg-s got they guns wit em [2x]

[verse 1]
walk up in the shop on stony, ill take the robins
and i pray for any n-gg- that can’t wait to rob me
cuz i got that 30 on me, i can’t wait to pop it
f-ck the jakes, my money straight
build a case and drop it
lately i heard alotta n-gg-s hate me, stop it
and lately n-gg-s say they gonna erase me, stop it
and maybe i’m losing focus and my patience droppin
or i just might not be on point, but i be tenski watchin
you can catch me in the field
everyday we clockin
money always to the right
thats the .380 pocket
run up, watch me blast off
thats the .380 rocket
you’ve been welcomed to chiraq
even the baby sparkin
and its killed or be killed here
even the babies heartless
when sh-t get real my n-gg-s drill
everyday we marchin
everyday them hammers c-ck
everyday they droppin
and n-gg-s dead my broski roc
so ain’t no way we stoppin
its rocblock til the deathbed
saw a opp, let that glock rock til his chest bled
you don’t wanna catch a topshot unless you vesthead
yea and i don’t talk, ya mans only heard what the tech said
and his -ss dead
ridin thru the opps block
we just lookin for dreads
wit them books in the chopshop
we just lookin for feds
we ain’t worryin bout no n-gg-s
we cookin his head
.223’s burn his -ss
we cook him with lead
left the snakes in the gr-ss
took my n-gg-s instead
still free to g. gill while he up in the feds
t-slim on his way, been upstate for them years
real n-gg-s from the go, man just hold up ya head
and joc did a long time for the wrong crime
so broski this summer for you and its all mine
and broski we coming for you when its yo time
just know i got something for you i need more time
i’m on the grind like a heavyweight
they say if you don’t grind, you don’t shine
so i went to cop this bezel face
reach for my bezel face, don’t hesitate
i blow this metal 8, you levitate
like you featherweight, i’m in a race

[hook]

[verse 2]
herb straight from the slums where the gangstas at
killas, robbas, junkies, and rapists at
over east where some n-gg-s never make it at
in the streets, fake n-gg-s can’t relate to that
ess-x block, murder scene n-gg-
wrist all about the green
you’ll trap for a feen n-gg-
you can catch me with my team n-gg-
no limit mb, smokin loud drinkin lean n-gg-
we take offense over here n-gg-
either worry about ya mouth or better say what you mean n-gg-
30 in a 8 d-mn n-gg-
make a real scary scene, hollow tips, red beam n-gg-
cash rule everything n-gg-
so i’m toastin for the team
and the drama that it bring wit it
yeah i pop alotta beans n-gg-
i don’t ever wanna sleep cuz i’m up chasin dreams n-gg-
gotta get this money, and these lil n-gg-s funny
cuz i’m always outside, how they “lookin” for me?
you can slide thru, tryna ride thru
we advise you, sh-lls fly comin right behind you
we gon ride too
you can hide too
we gon find you
homicide say i ain’t remind you
but we ain’t talkin to the jakes over here
if they grab you better not answer
what they asky you
know that snitches get
these 40’s out the 50 clip
flame up if you get the sh-t
n-gg-s gettin caught wit bricks nd sh-t
sayin the jury dismissed the sh-t
nah, you ain’t with the sh-t
hand down to the snitchin sh-t
ill never say a word
i ain’t good at makin sentences
while i’m tryna get rich and sh-t
hallways full of p-ss
where i’m from, come picture this

- lil herb lyrics

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