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syllable - dont push me lyrics

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like a dyk- n-gga’, i don’t like n-ggas’
broke and smoking dope, just like a hype n-gga’
got ’em h-lla’ mad i’m taking flight n-gga’
i be taking flight just like a kite n-gga’
every body know i live this life n-gga’
because i know i can’t live it twice n-ggas’
n-ggas’ h-lla’ quick to grab the pipe n-gga’
that’s the main reason i don’t fight n-gga’
i call up bro nem, you know we gotta get it
i pop and stained a opp in cash imma’ spend it
i pull up on your block in the windows tinted
i see it, want it, cop it, buy it, don’t rent it
ain’t really with the love ‘cuz i am not cupid
think i’m a stain, you tryin’ to take it, i’ll shoot it
so keep an open eye, ’cause i just might lose it
i show no sympathy ’cause n-ggas’ abuse it
i see your wifey, just like nike i do it
go loco spazzin’ out, they tell me to cool it
i’m from cp and ‘yeh my city, i rule it
don’t like it, i suggest you keepin’ it movin’
i’m aiming at your top and leavin’ you clueless
finesse you at your life and make you look foolish
this rap stuff, i’m the father i do this
’cause when i start to flow my flow is so fluid
remember them days, walking with holy socks
now i’m cashing out and flexing my roly’ watch
everybody wanna feat ’cause they know we hot
dreads swinging, so they ‘callin ’em goldilocks
run on me i’ll do no talking, i’ll blow these shots
been through struggles and you know that i fault a lot
you the type to p-ss yourself and they call the cops
trust none and they know i don’t talk a lot
old ‘thots got me reminiscing
’cause they want me back, but they are not forgiving
’cause they’ deadbeat broke ’cause i ain’t got no ‘feelins
i just want the money, you can keep attention
and these opp n-ggas’ not in my division
and my opposition, ain’t no compet-tion
step in my position, ain’t no pot to p-ss in
and i hang with hitters, ’cause that’s my decision
started from the bottom and that’s how i’m livin’
all about the moola’, ‘yeh i gotta get it
i just hit and quit it, then forget her digits
do this for my family and you know i’m givin’
back a hunnit’ stacks i gotta feed the children
i don’t really even got to see it, deal it
i’m just hoping, praying that i see a million
all these commas, watch ’em pile up to the ceiling
rob who? boy you a joke n-gga’
go get you some money you a broke n-gga’
if i catch you in traffic, get poked n-gga’
better yet man down, get smoked n-gga’
’cause them 30’s and them 40’s i tote n-gga’
30, 40 with the beam and a scope n-gga’
run up in your crib all black like a dope dealer
you ain’t really with it ‘catch you lacking in the four wheeler
came up in the game, pop out, know the black hot
i don’t really care, broad day, ‘catchin’ your top shots
when i pop shots, i don’t stop ’till the glock hot
all you hear is bang bodies drop on a opp block
find when you reconnect dots like it’s hot spot
run up in ‘yo crib late night it’ll knock knock
i don’t really know why these n-ggas’ c-ck block
gucci, louis, fendi, 150 in the rock block
and no leg shots when a n-gga’ see them red dots
only head shots i don’t talk to the fed, cops
‘cuz the feds watch and they know a n-gga’ head hot
it’ll spot a ‘thot, bet she make a n-gga’ bed rock
i just get bare pop xans got me kickstand
call my hitman ‘c drilla’ in the big van
so i do us back make a n-gga’ do a hit man
i’ll just hit man, get me top then i quit man
silly rabbit, i ain’t really with the tricks man
bro in the cut smoking ’till he’s lit man
i don’t even smoke, but you know i’m with the shiz’ man
got a new watch but i’m still rocking wristbands
pull up all black, windows tinted, when i switch lanes
call up king james if i ever need a hit-stain
told them get back ’cause i’m hotter than a lit flame
’cause i’m psyched up now i got them rocking rich gang
p.i.m.p looking at me like i’m rick jane
one phone call, man down, you can get chained
came up with the squad for the shoot, when i’m with gang
six feet deep, going out with a big bang

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