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marcoof500 – birds eye view lyrics

[chrous]

i can see these fake n-ggas wid my birds eye view
n-ggas steady watching like this be paper view
b-tches do whatever marco say to do
my n-ggas they gone step cause n-gga they the truth
my n-ggas they gone step cause n-gga they the truth

[verse]

to much drip like i walk wid katrina
talking smoke i run out wid the steamer
f-ck n-gga run hit his -ss wid the beamer
f-ck 12 hit my -ss wid a soupena
you got a vest you still get hit
shoot a hunnin rounds you still gonna miss
slide wid the gang you still get l!cked
bring out the drums we bring out the sticks
n-gga game his whole crew get bic’d
how you got all them drums but they still gone jam
get hit with the heat: fryin pan
prasin me: yeah they a fan
all my shootas gone march marines
big money you can see racks in the jeans
water hose spraying down the scene
big dog i’m the man
cartel got the plan
uppin the uzi have em running like hussan
talk on cartel you might need brain
stroll through the hood you might need a new chain
n-gga be fu he might need a new name
i’m smoking on gas i’m smoking that butan
shoot his toes, he toe peaking
talk on cartel them dudes be creeping
she call me her man, i call her the weekend
double cup got a n-gga leaning
in for the up and up bring ya squad then they betta duck
bottle of wok gonna pour it up
called me a g so i threw it up
told me to keep real so i kept it a buck
how she yah main but won’t let you f-ck
i’m from the dirt so i might be a mut
not up to par so you boutta get cut

- marcoof500 lyrics

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