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rod c - back n 2 this shit / we here remix lyrics

[intro : kloud]
muhf+ckin remix n+gga
we here

[chorus: trae]
tell them b+tches we here
we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here
tell them n+ggas we here
wе here, we hеre, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here
tell them hatin’ motherf+ckers we here
[verse 1: kloud]
bound to cut off where it’s dim and pour above the rim
get the backend at the door and let the dogs k!ll (k!ll them f+ckers)
point ’em out, then turn around, that’s how we let ’em in
paranoid, one conversation, then i switch the sim (yuh)
this took like nba business, i ain’t talkin’ scrimmage
you know i’m james bond with it, harden with the finish
the whip’s got curtain options in it, i don’t need it tinted
just need the option not to see ’em when i’m ridin’ in it
used to spend checks on my nikes, now they pay me
got some bulls cheerleaders and they wavy (alright,lets go)
number one in my city like doggy dogg,he (back on the forbes, he brazy)
roll so much gas, i can’t let ’em breathe
pop me ten to three, i can’t let ’em sleep in
flyin’ in these clouds in somethin’ not bearing
[verse 2: rod c]
remixin these b+tches with me k!llin this
i’ve been waiting patiently since 2014
i’ve been sleeping f+ckers
telling me i couldn’t do it
then i made it
tell them b+tches we here
[verse 3: lil boss]
n+ggas better hope they team right
i’m past your green light
and if it ain’t gangsta, this sh+t ain’t seem right
i lean on a n+gga like i bang on pinch rights
bang on a n+gga like i see left and tight
call me lil boss, i’m in this six though
if i aim at your top, your peers gon’ get low
you ain’t get straight but b+tch,i get more
i don’t do breaks,b+tch i just go
my attitude is f+ck these n+ggas,i grab a badass and touch these n+ggas
we run through throwaways and flush these n+ggas
we’ll get out the paint and brush these n+ggas
call it attitude, i arrange them
we cl!ck on n+ggas, we don’t save sh+t
at yo job, working on this pavement
[chorus: trae]
tell them b+tches we here
we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here
tell them n+ggas we here
we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here
tell them hatin’ motherf+ckers we here

[verse 4: trae]

[chorus: trae]
tell them b+tches we here
we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here
tell them n+ggas we here
we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here, we here
tell them hatin’ motherf+ckers we here

- rod c lyrics

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