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quality control – live like dis lyrics

[intro]
you ain’t never seen a
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never

[chorus]
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- pop his sh-t
off-white fishscale, where the f-ck the white bricks?
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- pop his sh-t
off-white fishscale, where the f-ck the white bricks?
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- pop his sh-t
off-white fishscale, where the f-ck the white bricks?
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- live like this
you ain’t never seen a dope n-gg- pop his sh-t
off-white fishscale, where the f-ck the white bricks?

[verse 1]
off-white bricks, n-gg- still need a lick
still dreamin’ about the day when i was sellin’ sh-t
still dreamin’ ’bout the k when i was gunning sh-t
rest in peace to shawty lo, he was running sh-t
and head hold a n-gg- down, we don’t f-ck around
give him one phone call, n-gg- man down
and a n-gg- real street with a man pouch
used to have a dream n-gg-, i’m the man now
quan go get the bag too, stack the real cabbage
a n-gg- act gangster ’bout the bag, we had to reel in
n-gg-s got me really in my bag
cost nothin’, them for a rich n-gg-, f-ck on your b-tch n-gg-
that hatin’, you n-gg-s hold your nuts and keep waiting
and fire every real n-gg- from the gate
and free my lil brother out the state
i know that young n-gg- can’t wait
to touch down on a motherf-ckin’ tape, yeah

[verse 2]
thank god we ain’t runnin’ from the narcs
and a n-gg- ain’t ducking from the cops
and n-gg-s hold they head when they walk
and a n-gg- payin’ the feds when they talk
and a n-gg- ain’t never wrote a statement
and this for all the lil brenda babies
’cause babies still havin’ f-ckin’ babies
this world, ain’t it motherf-ckin’ crazy
it’s been on drought on the blow lately
the weed everywhere real crazy
how crazy can this sh-t really get?
when a n-gg- sellin’ two five, ain’t no straight nicks
and n-gg- make a thousand profit off a whole brick
got a dope boy n-gg-, think about a f-ckin’ lick
how crazy can it get?

- quality control lyrics

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