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madmarcc - 6 house lyrics

[intro: 42 dugg]
taking turns (whistle)
and you ain’t gotta ask me where i’m from
this zone

[verse 1: madmarcc]
i got some b+tchеs i been f+cked that i won’t talk about
i put this shoebox on his head
i bet they step on him and walk him down
i’m from atlanta, westside n+gga b+tch don’t play around
i got them j’s at the door, so i keep my k around
these b+tches sl!cker than oil, and they like to play around
she want a car, but how i know this b+tch gonna stay around?
i know lil glock gonna gun ’em down, that boy don’t play around (x2)
he got murder stuck on his head hot
they want him dead, why?
don’t waste your money on no vest, we sending headshots
svr came with 550, gotta get that redeye
went and got my truck windows tinted
seen nothin’ but [?]
[chorus: madmarcc & 42 dugg]
wayburn, we here (six house)
if she a bad b+tch, we switching her (at your b+tch house)
these lames we get rid of them
all these little n+ggas pitiful
campbellton, simpson (westside n+gga)
on the block right in them trenches where the best die with em
got that pole on my side, i can’t trust how i would’ve
rest in peace to marlo, long live a westside n+gga

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
all these b+tches, they be d+ck sucking
hoe keep it moving, you ain’t getting nothing
bro get the p+ssy, i’ma get the head
yea we switching b+tch, you ever heard of simon says
plea to probation, but they gave my youngin’ time instead
sick state, now feds offering them meds
switch places found ’em dead, another mouse plan
28 [?] cookie and i’m throwing xans
pay my n+gga like he was tookie, he got me hoeing fans
and i ain’t talking about no act but yea i’m showing grams
if you ever catch me lacking, n+gga do the most
cause if i tell him it’s a package, he gonna get you gone
where you from?

[chorus: madmarcc & 42 dugg]
wayburn, we here (six house)
if she a bad b+tch, we switching her (at your b+tch house)
these lames we get rid of them
all these little n+ggas pitiful
campbellton, simpson (westside n+gga)
on the block right in them trenches where the best die with em
keep that pole on my side, i can’t trust how i would’ve
rest in peace to marlo, long live a westside n+gga
[bridge: madmarcc & 42 dugg]
she a bad b+tch, we switching her
yea, yea, yea
i got some b+tches i been f+cked that i won’t talk about
and when he call us for the minimum
i, i know lil glock gonna gun ’em down, that boy don’t play around
and when i call, i want 10 of them
i, i put this shoebox on his head, i bet they step on him and walk him down
shout out rico, yea he sending them
not slow, b+tch as soon as he get ’em in
yea, yea

- madmarcc lyrics

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