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snap capone - seen it all lyrics

(intro)
snap capone
ain’t nuttin personal
purge

i done seen it all
n-ggas turned p-ssy up in prison
n-ggas can’t ride and start snitchin’
i done seen it all
the streets turned a g into a victim
tell my n-ggas locked that i miss em
i was in the streets runnin wild with my clique
in a dirty ringer tryna load up on clips
i started with shanks then i moved up to sticks
started with z’s and i moved up to bricks muh’f-cker
never was i the shut now i’m the sh-t muh’f-cker
chicks never used to laugh now they call me chris tucker
it’s funny when the money came b-tches changed
and now im in the m l switchin lanes
high end sh-t can’t pr-nounce the name
since i left school i’ve never been the same
i came here with nothin so how can i lose?
at the table with bosses just pour me some juice
i copped me the crib the mercedes is new
n-gga i’m the sh-t like horses manue ah
pour juice for my n-ggas dead
i heard n-ggas puttin priced on my head
headshot they want my t-shirt red
i only fear god and the f-cking feds
the hoods getting hot n-ggas dropping bodies
and most n-ggas talkin greaze ain’t never dropped a body
south side sh-t n-ggas die quick
skinny n-gga hand on that 9 grip
ridin’ our n-gga got no license
your boy dead n-gga u ain’t ride sh-t
hatin on me i’m the best that ever did it
wiggin the n-gga and wiggin the witness
hop out the four door windows are tinted
n-gga i’m the best in the business, word
36 oz n-gga that’s a bird
i can get him touched n-gga if i say my word
devil on my shoulder , proud of my k!llings
k!llin n-ggas part of my religion
i be in the villa in venice
with some og’s that love guiness
the 45th lungs my apprentice
snap lord sugar, n-gga born sinner
gun in my kameese, akh meet me after juma
i ain’t wid dat woman cos that sh-t broke
everything gravy, bisto
grab me the pistol
give a n-gga with four
with a lighty, bad b from bristol
the numbers don’t lie check the score board
2 straps n-gga that’s plural
ever seen the beam on a 4’4?
thug motivations snap capone more loads
i’ll resurrect the dead when i beat the pound
you got cold hearted k!llers then send em round
i was broke all my life
now it’s rich quid trips to dubai
flyin boy , flyin boy and bust n-gga
countin 50 bands up with gus n-gga
shout my n-gga dex n-gga
headshot hit the deck n-gga

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