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marty mard - we up interlude lyrics

[we up interlude: marty mard]

tha young heart attack you f-ckin with the god of rap
i start sh-t becuz i’m from where sh-t get started at
new orleans n-gga i swear ima make it hard for rap
when wayne leave the game ima sit where doctor carter sat
young marty the quarter back, f-ck is my lombardi at?
i been throwin bullets all season betta fall back
or get ya skull cracked. my n-ggas in all black
shoot em in the waist an let his ponta see em crawl back
chillin wit a red bone… she stay on carrolton
i get my head blown and then i head home
you think she livin right… n-gga you dead wrong
you make her say yo name, i make her say it wrong
an we don’t take sh-t you’ll be just anotha bodie
an we don’t take sh-t you betta find anotha potty
got the choppa ridin shotty and the shotty in the back
ima chop ya no karate, then the shotty lay ya flat yea
the same hoes that i couldn’t f-ck uptown
i smash em in the benz an then i make em chase tha bus down
see all these b-tches wanna navagate to us now
i f-ck em with my n-ggas just to validate we up now

[outro]
hottest n-ggas out an you ain’t f-ckin with my network
bayou baller b-tch an you ain’t f-ckin with my networth n-gga

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