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pi-zzo p - vigilanties lyrics

[chorus: shawny binladen]
bro caught a opp, swish, basket
spin a opp block ’cause them boys, they be cappin’
just put a beam on the glock, we gon’ catch him, yeah
big shawn wick ’bout to drop in a liter
before money back, i was sippin’ wockeisha
smokin’ on g, i’m gettin’ mouth just from a eater
she don’t get the drank, then you know i gotta leave her
grinchin’ real hard, made them [b+tches believe it?]
that ain’t no runtz, you got hit with sativa
streets gettin’ cold, so i keep me a heater
big shawn wick sellin’ pounds in the beamer
two twin glocks in the back of the kia
tap from the back ’cause that b+tch, she a—
tap from the back ’cause that b+tch, she a creamer
[verse 1: shawny binladen]
whippin’ the work, now i look like [?]
spin the opp block so i feel katrina
twin got pints, yeah, my n+ggas with liters
cup so dirty but the fit out the cleaners (yeah)

[bridge: shawny binladen]
bro caught a opp, swish, basket
spin a opp block ’cause them boys, they be cappin’
just put a beam on the glock, we gon’ catch him, yeah (uh)
big shawn wick ’bout to drop in a liter
before money back, i was sippin’ wockeisha
smokin’ on g, i’m gettin’ mouth just from a eater

[interlude: shawny binladen]
yeah, uh
uh, uh

[verse 2: pi+zzo p]
the opps on my body, i ride with a glocky
hit him up with smith, now he lookin’ [?]
that boy lookin’ nauseous, my n+ggas move tact’
real cautious, need me a weapon, can’t go out like ricky
movin’ the pack, tryna build up my hundreds and fifties
buildin’ my legacy, gotta just hit me a milli’
[?], got me feelin’ [?]
my body different, these n+ggas can’t feel me
my shooters in the spot, don’t make ’em get to cl!ckin’
[?] on blast, it don’t matter ’cause religion
don’t pull up to the spot when we spin it
my n+ggas is demons, we really from the trenches
i’m smokin’ on pressure, you smokin’ on gas
three grams in my paper, nothin’ less
you talkin’ [?], we don’t see them checks
i came from a place, they ain’t want you to see the best
now they see i’m the best (you know i’m the best)
i’ma just let the story tell it
young n+gga never fail (uh, uh, uh)
[chorus: shawny binladen]
bro caught a opp, swish, basket
spin a opp block ’cause them boys, they be cappin’
just put a beam on the glock, we gon’ catch him, yeah
big shawn wick ’bout to drop in a liter
before money back, i was sippin’ wockeisha
smokin’ on g, i’m gettin’ mouth just from a eater
she don’t get the drank, then you know i gotta leave her
grinchin’ real hard, made them [b+tches believe it?]
that ain’t no runtz, you got hit with sativa
streets gettin’ cold, so i keep me a heater
big shawn wick sellin’ pounds in the beamer
two twin glocks in the back of the kia
tap from the back ’cause that b+tch, she a—
tap from the back ’cause that b+tch, she a creamer

- pi zzo p lyrics

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