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lil herb - whatchu get lyrics

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look, when you out here playing this street sh-t, man
what you see ain’t always whatchu get
main thing, don’t panic, keep your head up
r.i.p. them n-gg-s, r.i.p. big squad
let’s get it

i’mma tell you this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get
so when you out here in these streets can’t never trust no b-tch
stay in that trap and work your wrist, you just might get rich
you think that work was jesse white the way i make it flip
in the streets i learned some sh-t that i can’t forget
rule number 1: don’t never snitch, you know what they get
rule number 2: worry about you, don’t owe n-body sh-t
and remember this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get

i’mma tell you this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get
’cause i saw that light right before my eyes, but they ain’t hit sh-t
remember all them nights, totin’ all them pipes to protect my life
i’mma ride for the squad, even when it ain’t right, to protect my stripes
mad man going right from the block to the opps, now he right by mikes
hammers c-cked 30 shots coming out that glock, when he drop take flight
and you know for lil roc we ain’t never gonna stop till we all on top
veto city, roc block, f-ck all of the opps, we gonna put ’em all in a box
bout 200+ eyeb-lls on the block and we all gotta watch
seem like you can’t post up at all with the jocks, n-gg-s calling the cops
sh-t’ll never be the same, if hit another stain, i’mma spend it all on a watch
lil’ sh-t on your instagram don’t mean nothing bruh, is you balling or not?
yeah, enough of the flexing, n-gg-s duck from the weapons, i’m calling the shots
teaching suckers a lesson, give they b-tches a blessing through all of my guap
and these nothing -ss hoes got y’all n-gg-s stressing, man, it all gotta stop
your b-tch all on my jock, won’t believe what she did when she saw all my knots

i’mma tell you this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get
so when you out here in these streets can’t never trust no b-tch
stay in that trap and work your wrist, you just might get rich
you think that work was jesse white the way i make it flip
in the streets i learned some sh-t that i can’t forget
rule number 1: don’t never snitch, you know what they get
rule number 2: worry about you, don’t owe n-body sh-t
and remember this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get

if she know about you way before you meet her, then that b-tch a eater
first week she want you to meet all her peoples, don’t trust them either
low key around you, hope her n-gg- don’t see her, f-ck around and beat her
know i got that heater, i ain’t worried ’bout nothing, i’m just puffing reefer
you can catch me in the hood, n-gg-s think it’s all good
but i don’t trust them neither
couple g’s on me, and if i wanted to sh-t, i could drop it on my sneakers
and i gotta get rich ’cause this money ain’t sh-t
like i’m just working on features
and i don’t owe you sh-t, you ain’t ride for my clique
n-gg-, you ain’t tote them heaters
if you play the other team we’ll have your momma crying, walking on my bleachers
you can’t walk in my sneakers, you ain’t from where i’m from
you don’t rock with my peoples and they don’t rock you neither
you ain’t been where i been, you ain’t did what i did
when i pull up in the sh-t, i’m a made n-gg- sick, they can’t spit what i spit

i’mma tell you this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get
so when you out here in these streets can’t never trust no b-tch
stay in that trap and work your wrist, you just might get rich
you think that work was jesse white the way i make it flip
in the streets i learned some sh-t that i can’t forget
rule number 1: don’t never snitch, you know what they get
rule number 2: worry about you, don’t owe n-body sh-t
and remember this, what you see ain’t always whatchu get



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