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nfl tuewop - kut that bricc lyrics

[intro: nfl tuewop]
uh, uh, n+gga, uh

[verse 1: nfl tuewop]
blow a n+gga chapter, he won’t make it to see this winter
still bouncin’ out on n+ggas’ wig and i got more stripes than tigger
was a baby raised in h+ll, who is that? lil wop with the big pistol
biggest dog in the yard, i move with like kujo, ain’t f+ck with clifford
bb screamin’ toe tag, body bags and soldier rags, lil’ n+gga
blew me up, f+ck n+gga, check them fire, everything ’bout me official
i’m big better check ’round this b+tch, them boys gon’ hit if i blow the whistle
fully gang, he won’t walk the same, we gon’ reconstruct his tissue

[interlude: nfl tuewop]
n+gga, uh, n+gga, uh
n+gga, uh, uh, uh
n+gga, uh, n+gga, uh
n+gga, uh, uh, n+gga, uh (how the f+ck?)

[verse 2: nfl tuewop]
money and murder on this end, we throwin’ heavy m
drip across the land up on n+gga, we made him soulja jam
all we wanna do is steal souls, i know the real grim
they laid that boy down and made him beg, i know them real m’s

[verse 3: goldenboy countup]
sellin’ bricks to sellin’ p’s, ain’t in no motherf+ckin’ gym
that n+gga ain’t never seen no brick ’cause i know the real him
that n+gga say he wanna front, well, his chances real slim
skrrt+skrrt, i’m cookin’ fish, n+gga, i’m in here cookin’ brim
n+gga, ask about lil goals, don’t sell them pills all in traffic
i bake the cake that make it too, n+gga, that’s some real magic
n+gga, i’m up a half a million, on my mama, i’m livin’ lavish
caught that lil’ b+tch talkin’ crazy, but i’m probably servin’ her daddy
spent ’bout fifty on one of my cubans, picked up fifty for one of my cubans
skrrt+skrrt+skrrt, n+gga brought back susy
she can’t cook dope, nother keep on losin’
get a n+gga whacked, i spend me a dub
i done got rich off sellin’ these bugs
f+ck a n+gga b+tch, gon’ hold that grudge
clean up that money, gon’ see them suds, n+gga
ktb, she a cutthroat b+tch
ktb, i’ma cut that brick
gucci and louis all around my kicks
real street n+gga, we don’t take no pics (n+gga)

- nfl tuewop lyrics

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