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meize bentley - nike lyrics

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[intro]
n+gga im k!llin’ errybody (lil meize)
n+gga im k!llin’ errybody (mafia murder gang)
n+gga im k!llin’ errybody
aye

[chorus]
we catch him lackin’, b+tch imma savage
lil n+gga can’t f+ck wit me, go get yo daddy
i got that rachet, catch him in traffic
if he play nd’ this b+tch he gon’ leave in a casket
b+tch i be cappin’, this n+gga trappin’
i ain’t tryina fight b+tch, f+ck all that wreslin’
this n+gga soft, nd’ he like rappin’
f+ck all that talkin’, i see you, im crashin’
f+ck (?), nd’ all that sh+t
had my young n+ggas shoot like chris paul in this b+tch
this n+gga p+ssy, love talkin’ nd’ sh+t, all my n+ggas be juggin’ nd’ robbin’ nd’ sh+t
body bag him nd’ put him in coffins nd’ sh+t
when its up, b+tch its stuck, ain’t no solvin’ this sh+t
nd’ those n+ggas you hang with a part of this sh+t, this lil n+gga done took it too far in this b+tch

[
f+ck top shotta nd’ the rest of yo partners
if his ass don’t die, then we hit up the doctor
if he actin’ tough then we take off his collar
we steppin’ on whoever clеarly got problems, look
b+tch we the murdеr team (murder team)
when we hit his block leave uh murder scene (murder scene)
this b+tch n+gga act like a girl to me (a girl to me)
these rap n+ggas really be scared of me (b+tch ass)
[
we catch him lackin’, b+tch imma savage
lil n+gga can’t f+ck wit me, go get yo daddy
i got that rachet, catch him in traffic
if he play nd’ this b+tch he gon’ leave in a casket
b+tch i be cappin’, this n+gga trappin’
i ain’t tryina fight b+tch, f+ck all that wreslin’
this n+gga soft, nd’ he like rappin’
f+ck all that talkin’, i see you, im crashin’
f+ck (?), nd’ all that sh+t
had my young n+ggas shoot like chris paul in this b+tch
this n+gga p+ssy, love talkin’ nd’ sh+t, all my n+ggas be juggin’ nd’ robbin’ nd’ sh+t
body bag him nd’ put him in coffins nd’ sh+t
when its up, b+tch its stuck, ain’t no solvin’ this sh+t
nd’ those n+ggas you hang with a part of this sh+t, if he play he get smoked like a guard in this b+tch

[
we’re the real murder gang, them f+ck n+ggas try
got the stick nd’ this b+tch n+gga play he get fried



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