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maine corleone - quick shit lyrics

intro (talking)
gang .. gang .. gang
(laughing)
gang .. gang .. gang
got big nfl in this b-tch with me gmikey
(maine) you n-ggas know what the f-ck it is
(we turnt) huh

(verse)
i had to boss up fa a check
i had to step on these n-ggas neck
had to put in over time
with some real k!llers just to get my status where it’s at
n-gga like a box top b-tch i’m stamped
said youu gon k!ll me but i ain’t dead yet
you know who to play with
i aint ducking nothing
like an ugly b-tch
corleone aint got no picks
ima f-ck around and make the news again
drop an opp like im clumsy or something
s/o to kai dat n-gga a real one
he answered them calls when i called up collect
he know that i got’em
if he gotta problem
with no hesitation
i’m bussing my tec
just remember dey ain’t cut like u
like some vowels n-gga i o u
with savages ina trenches n-gga
making plays ina rental getting it n-gga
dropping packages off like i work fa ups
my plug dj khaled u fw da best
i’m getting pesos ona paper route
n-gga switched up now he need us
say i’m beefing with you it ain’t adding up
better chill before i dig dat draco up
i can turn a point five to an ounce
i be doing numbers like a school board
trying to jack me you better think twice
because the last n-gga got his sh-t bust
b-tch i’m in my bag
b-tch i’m in my bag
this is for all the days i never had
post it on the gram just to make them mad
i know they see me flexing with their hating -ss
f-ck allat talking we do this for real
i know the plug and know where he live
you holding on work then we rummage ya crib
make the wrong move and get shot in ya ribs
he say he got kids and don’t wanna die
well n-gga be quiet and just comply
cuz i can care less n-ggas die everyday
give up the bread or get baked like a cake
i be spending yo rent on designer la n-gga
be flexing on them n-ggas
from state to state
you would swear that im touring
polo ralph lauren thats wtf my pajamas say
pack touchdown
finna book me a room
and when bust it all down
i want all bluefaces
you say that your b-tch and she ain’t flipping material
but she gon lettuce (let us) like some salad lil n-gga
[?] mumbling
but she gon lettuce (let us) like some salad lil n-gga
(laughing)
she gon lettuce (let us) like some salad lil n-gga

outro (talking)
gang! you know what the f-ck going on n-gga quick sh-t huh alright!

- maine corleone lyrics

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