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sha ek & bandmanrill – pistons lyrics

[intro: bandmanrill]
project, project x
aye
n+ggas really be broke you heard
like, n+ggas ain’t getting no money you heard
n+ggas ain’t doin’ nothing for they family
n+ggas ain’t gangster
n+ggas be hoes ain’t they
aye, look look aye

[verse 1: bandmanrill]
n+ggas be hoes be tending ’bout b+tches
you was not mafia, not tryna kick it
she don’t get dark cause lil’ boy they don’t listen
i got some sh+t when you talk gotta l!ck it
ek in the hood, so it’s glock with extensions
no cop out, so my n+ggas [?]
33 in the navy, i’m feeling like pippen
slime ball, like i play for the pistons (grahh, grahh)

[verse 2: sha ek]
i throw up o’s for ogz
before all the rappin’, it was up it and throwеy
with the whips, with the stoleys
backdoor gang, wе booking n+ggas rollies
they tried to play with the dead
y’all better have one in the head
i’m goin’ out, for me and mine
y’all cannot take [?] (ayy, hollon look wait)
[verse 3: bandmanrill]
[?] hop out with the o’s in jersey
b+tches on d+ck cause they seen that we rap
i got some hoes in the x
he got some hoes in [?] that’s tryna get clapped
get to the bag, i flex
you not my babe boy, can’t get you with that
n+ggas know that we next
n+ggas be rappin’ [?]
f+ckin’ that b+tch get hot like cheetos
put a bullet in a bike, [?]
i hit her once, can’t find me like nemo
i signed a deal, so shout out to [?]
look, look, look aye
n+ggas be buggin’ rockin’ with lieutenants
stay a hunnid’, i don’t know who did it
you could die for acting like you wit’ it
i got homies facing double digits
[?], n+gga we is livin’
[?] in the telly, beatin’ up the kitten
i’m tryna stack the cake up to the ceiling
i’m tryna stack the cake up to the+ aye
i’m tryna stake up the briefcase
she wanna link, lil’ b+tch don’t be late
wanna diss bae boy, better be safe
[?] them n+ggas thru on your bday
best believe lil’ bro got a date
[?] none that sh+t, you late
my band boy tryna [?] to her face
might be in cali throwin’ in a rave
all it take is one phone call for lil’ bro lackin’ and get took away
but i’m bigger than this, i done came to far to throw it all away
but best believe i’m totin’ on the k
like a [?], this b+tch gon’ spray
that ain’t my b+tch, she just call me bae
she can be mine, it’s just for the day. aye
[verse 4: sha ek]
catch an opp, let’s play
i ain’t playin, ima go thru the 8 by myself
hollow tips burn when that sh+t hit your body
on bro, that sh+t gon’ make you melt
if it’s up then it’s stuck, then say that
[?], i’m jackin’ the maybach
lost diddy and yellow, grahh, so we gotta go spin and get payback
gotta get put in the trunk
them n+ggas gotta get put in the blunt
b+tch, i throw up l and the o
everything dead, y’all n+ggas not one of us
why i be arguing with little ass kids
that keep getting caught on the bus
y’all really be buggin’ for lay, but [?], grahh

- sha ek bandmanrill lyrics

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