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raq baby - did it again lyrics

[intro]
d+mn, we done did it again (uh+huh)
huh, huh, we done did it again (huh)
huh, huh, whole team did it again
huh, huh, huh, huh
whole team did it again

[verse 1]
the f+ck that sh+t you sayin’? b+tch, i got bands
f+ck the opp, that wasn’t the plan
know they mad as f+ck that i got lit, suck it up, this sh+t ain’t luck
name a n+gga that’ll f+ck with us, n+gga, duck
these n+gga gay, make a post ’bout me every day, i got somethin’ that will make ’em hush
think i’m playin’? send twin through that b+tch again, made foenem shoot it up
same n+gga dissin’, yeah they know me, just me and glock 40, i was by my lonely
n+gga, i ain’t no b+tch, hit his ass with that bl!ck, gave the glock back to my homie
know how i get, tryna cap like i’m a b+tch, well f+ck boy gotta show me
can’t wait ’til i catch me a rap n+gga lackin’, i’ma turn this b+tch out of fried bologna
huh, f+ck boy you smokin’ with
if you f+ck with who, n+gga
n+gga dissin’, like if wе catch they ass in traffic, what you gon’ do, n+gga?
got enough bullets in thе gun to knock down twenty+two n+ggas
twin told me to hop out, sit in that car, had to slay with glock out the room, n+gga
pray to god every night, i know two wrong don’t make a right
take a ‘lock, n+gga grab your glock, lil’ boy gon’ be alright
why the f+ck would a n+gga play with me? know i ain’t got no mind
n+gga worry ’bout me, when bronem on they ass, n+gga go and slide
these n+ggas stuck in the trenches
b+tch, i’m on a money mission, n+gga i don’t hide
they wonder why i don’t kick it, i feel like all these b+tches, because i’m slime
got my b+tch, i don’t got no tie
say, “raq, how you doin’?”, lil’ b+tch, i’m fine
love f+ckin’ yo b+tch, i be in that p+ssy deep, and i love the way she whine
big ass vv’, yeah they shine
f+ck what you used to do, do it now
ain’t from the a, n+gga, i was born and raised in the ‘raq, and i grew up on the nine
do yo research, check yo fact
they know ms gon’ run the town
in the field, we run around
n+gga, what’s up? can’t calm it down
[?], had a big ass glock with a switch on it
i don’t give a f+ck what you sayin’, n+gga f+ck yo mans and all yo big homies
she wanna hold my bands, and drive my scat, and take a fl!ck on it
watch a n+gga fall for the bait, but this fish and rod ain’t got no fish on it
[?]
every n+gga time comin’
you gotta rock it, i’m not runnin’
don’t put that glock to work, n+gga only use it for pictures, he not gunnin’
this sh+t forever, we won’t stop nothin’
grind for that lil’ ass check, that not money
hittin’ yo b+tch from the back, won’t stop cummin’
i got the ball, he not fumblin’
take his ass off for the free, blue hundred
[bridge]
phew
phew
phew

[verse 2]
you can feel the breathe when i grab a n+gga soul, huh
since y’all wanna pick beef, i tell y’all, “all y’all n+gga ho”
f+ck+n+gga tried to play, left a f+ck+n+gga gaspin’ on the grove
[?]
n+gga this street sh+t here ain’t easy, i’m mad, i miss you bro
f+ck that sh+t, lil’ b+tch, come see me, i can’t stand a busy ho
when i f+ck yo bih’, pull her braids from the back, i call this bih’ my breezy bone
still gotta keep my glizzy though

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