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sada baby – big hot cheeto lyrics

[hook]
tryna turn my opps hood to a cemetery
i got rounds on me now, no preliminary
big dog, big as f+ck when you see me
big skuba beat you up when you see me
big hot cheeto, big glock keeper
slid next day, b+tch, i been got even
get back gang on the east with my demons
seven mile n+gga in the hood with my heathens

you reach i teach stain they clothes no bleach
you reach i teach stain his clothes no bleach
you reach i teach stain they clothes no bleach
you hmmm i hmm stain they clothes no hmmm

[verse]
hmm, we’ll clear the smoke out the air chopper owe him
i know i got k!llers up in here because i roll with ’em
i’mma pull your bm by her hair because she gold+digging
and my bag big, boy, i’m bout to f+ck them hoes with her
f+ck the summer up, cold winter, ain’t got no feelings
that raw looking like my main b+tch cause i keep going with her
fn looking like my main squeeze, it keep going with me
fn looking like my better half ’cause i keep it
make me put them shooters on your ass, give me a reason
every time the opps cross our path they be bleeding
every time the opps near our hood they get left
we the n+ggas who be making them n+ggas take they last breath
because of us some n+ggas can’t see they babies first steps
because of us them n+ggas develop posttraumatic stress
we’ll k!ll a n+gga quick, he slippin’ postin that address
get to droppin’, he gon’ drop, the only option + we the best
send him to the city morgue, send him to the bity morgue
we the type of n+ggas out of town with ’bout 50 40’s
i got white boy fiends big as h+ll, mickey rourke
these n+ggas done, extra finished, hit ’em with the fork
you n+ggas was done in high school, hit ’em with the sport
i just put my b+lls on that b+tch, she think it’s a sport
i just poked that n+gga in his chest, i think he a dork
i should thump that n+gga in his forehead because he’s short
as+salamu alayk+m with the draco i don’t eat no pork
permanent vacation he in heaven that ain’t no resort
your bm a sl+t, she a b+tch, that lil’ ho a wh0re
i give lil baby perky d+ck til she don’t want no more
i send some bullets through your brain til’ you don’t know no more
you know ain’t none of this sh+t gon’ change, i’mma up the score
drop a new chain with baguettes ’cause i can ‘ford it
b+tch i used to f+ck with said my name and i ignored her
i don’t know n0body i’m just tryna hold somebody
if you don’t know nun’ bout me then you best not go around me
if you don’t know my gang then you best not bump through here
we don’t hesitate to up them bl!cks and send ’em through there
yo b+tch called me honey while i f+cked her, skuba pooh bear
i’m the reason why you gotta buy that b+tch some new hair
special kind of n+gga, fk, too rare
i shoot that b+tch eyes closed, k!ll whoever
[hook]
tryna turn my opps hood to a cemetery
i got rounds on me now, no preliminary
big dog, big as f+ck when you see me
big skuba beat you up when you see me
big hot cheeto, big glock keeper
slid next day, b+tch, i been got even
get back gang on the east with my demons
seven mile n+gga in the hood with my heathens

- sada baby lyrics

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