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lxuielemon - da house lyrics

back at da house i beat the f+ck out a snitch
n+gga quit talking yo sh+t
i’m back on the beat you know
i ain’t no muhf+ckin’ b+tch
n+gga be thinking he lit
i’m back on the mic yeah truth that i spit
you n+ggas sing songs you ain’t ever even writ
so keep talking sh+t till i pull up wit da k
and i buss out yo lip
quick to k!ll n+ggas on the track
like this like that ain’t no muhf+ckin’ cap
quick to diss n+ggas right back
like this like that all you muhf+cka’s rats
quick to smoke a spliff right fast
like this like that all you n+ggas smoke crack
bullets make him run so fast
like this like that see him trippin’ on his pants
run it up big money like a lone
imma light a bowl right before i hit the road
real kash k make a n+gga want to choke
they try and bite my flow but these n+ggas to slow
i ain’t tryna get signed independent how i roll
yo mind twisted up like a young n+gga flow
wack n+ggas sell they soul just to get a bit of doe
when i pull up to the show get the money and i’m gone
back at da house i beat the f+ck out snitch
n+gga quit talkin’ yo sh+t
i’m back on the beat
you know i ain’t no muhf+ckin’ b+tch
n+gga be thinking he lit
i’m back on the mic yeah truth that i spit
you n+ggas sing songs you ain’t ever even writ
so keep talking sh+t till i pull wit da k
and i buss out yo lip
chop up the verse i steel his purse
you pull up reverse sending shots to your nerves
n+ggas is pervs get put on the curb
ain’t say a word got you lookin’ like a nerd
puffin on kash got me higher than a bird
smoking out the glass that’s what i prefer
n+ggas too soft tell em cut of the fur
ice chain drip and it make you go burr
n+ggas trippin’ on some weird sh+t
that’s the type of sh+t i ain’t tryna interfere wit
get up on stage and make every n+gga here it
the systems f+cked up but i don’t even fear it
hop on the beat k!ll it wit heat
run up one me and wake up wit no t++th
pull up to the street wit da high grade green
keep that n+gga runnin’ like the current in the creek
like d+mn
back to da house yeah yeah
back to da house
back to da house yeah yeah
back to da house
back to da house yeah yeah
back to da house
back to da house yeah yeah
bruce lee the way a n+gga beat it up
fire cooking on da track a young n+gga heat it up
slide through tinted windows all up on da truck
the way they got me feeling i don’t even give a f+ck
in the booth i hit the beat like in hockey wit a puck
sending shots on the track let dem bullets eat you up cuz
back at da house i beat the f+ck out snitch
n+gga quit talkin’ yo sh+t
i’m back on the beat
you know i ain’t no muhf+ckin’ b+tch
n+gga be thinking he lit
i’m back on the mic yeah truth that i spit
you n+ggas sing songs you ain’t ever even writ
so keep talking sh+t till i pull wit da k
and i buss out yo lip

- lxuielemon lyrics

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