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maya huyana - nightmare on 2nd lyrics

shoot at rappers like a go pro
make it bounce just like a lowlow
you get money i get mo do’
i get bread just like a togo’s
f-ck that wack sh-t i want no mo’
f-ck that sh-t that ain’t got no soul
f-ck a b-tch and f-ck todo
give no f-ck like pg p-rno
i grew, but you flew here
you dream, but i do here
sit there wit a blank stare
don’t front cuz ya boo’s here
you was feelin the music
you was feelin the groove yeah, ooh yeah
smooth criminal
not postin’ submiminals
yo music is minimal
my music’s the pinnacle, ten toes down no pivot tho
i be from the westside
i grew up in ca
grew up where the g’s ride
grew up where the c’s and the b’s stay
that’s san bernardino, i rather chase c-notes
rather follow my dreams though, spread love 2 the people
spread my wings tho, sh-t like a seagull, b-tch you little fish nemo
my boys quiet & my b-ss real loud
n-ggas switch up cuz they can’t turn me down
talkin’ real loud smack a ho in the mouf
you not a emcee if u not rockin crowds
i’m so west like uncle snoop or cube
got mo’ buzz than texts up in a group
say she got beef do what ya gotta do
i keep mo’ shooters than hoopers at the drew
i ain’t gotta buss it open wide open for the money
rap be to my as clyde be to bonnie
i be to rap like cher be to sonny
sellin’ they souls like crash-test dummies
if she the dummy i guess i’m the buckle
got a fat sack full of cash in my duffle
stackin those racks more chips like i’m ruffle
sweet 16’s got more than a couple
step to my mic you know you in trouble
may as well dig 6 feet wit a shovel
ain’t gotta lie & i ain’t gotta mumble
god’s in the room sit down be humble
sometimes i’m boujeee and sometimes i’m bad
k!ll off a ho like i’m parenthood planned
i give em h-ll like my rhymes all be d-mned
got a vajayjay but i ain’t no fad
n0body realer than me
i am a k!ller u see
i freddy jason a beat
i’m runnin laps on a conscious or trap while u chasin’ the beat
disgracin’ the beat
they love me all ’round the world
they book me all ’round the globe
but i ain’t sellin my soul
they gimme diamond & pearls
i give em platinum or gold
we puttin’ on for the turf
i’m always knowin’ my worth
i made a mil from rebirth
i did it all by myself
i put in all of the work
i come in takin’ her spot
he came in all on my jock
i come in spittin that fiyah and ho my name mayah
you know that you like it i’m hot, so run me my props

- maya huyana lyrics

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