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philthy rich - off safety lyrics

[intro]
dj j12, the people’s choice
funk or die
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[chorus: ziggy]
no i can’t trust n-gg-s lately
no i keep mine off safety
no i been gettin’ to the money, no
i can’t trust n-gg-s lately
no i can’t trust n-gg-s lately
no i keep mine off safety
no i been gettin’ to the money, no
i can’t trust n-gg-s lately, no i

[verse 1: philthy rich]
i can’t trust n-gg-s lately, i keep it off safety
waitin’ on you to keep it real, i ran out of patience
b-tches wanna take the rubber off and have my baby
a lot of fake sh-t been rubbin’ off on her lately
you know how many n-gg-s done changed up on me baby
know how many b-tches done f-gged off on me, it’s crazy
sippin’ all this syrup, probably drive me crazy
tryna cope with all the pain, i’m how the hood raised me
salute to mone and main, how them n-gg-s raised me
i don’t f-ck with dame fame, no if’s, and’s, and maybe’s
my ‘frisco b-tch got a sh-t load of macys
i love my kids but i know my baby mama hate me

[verse 2: yhung t.o.]
if i didn’t rap i’d tote this stick
even though a n-gg- rap i still tote this b-tch
when i was broke i always knew that i’d be rich
even if i didn’t rap i’d still be lit
and i can’t chase these n-gg-s
she’ll f-ck a n-gg- man so i don’t trust these b-tches
vvs on my neck, don’t try and touch these b-tches
i got hollows in these clips and you gon’ love these b-tches, and
sh-t been crazy n-gg-
one up top and you know glocks don’t got no safety n-gg-
run him down ’til he down, tell him face me n-gg-
had to hit him one more time just for safety n-gg-

[verse 3: mozzy]
yeah, that boy was a sucker, we don’t sympathize
blowin’ out these poles, b-tch i empty mines
if you don’t go behind the gang you get penalized
pull out an ounce for all the devils before i sip with slime
on my mama’s kids, remember all the dirt we did
that lil brother a rat, he don’t deserve to live
ayy i been stayin’ on my sh-t, gettin’ to the bag
aimed for a quarter last year, i’m finna triple that
it’s residue on the counter where we broke it down
i hustled at the yellow store before they tore it down
pythons in a line, i’m finna mow it down
osama llama bin laden how i roll around

- philthy rich lyrics

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