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t5 da g - gotta have it lyrics

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[verse]
bow
everyday on that block grinchin’, i gotta have it
they keep mentionin’ moure, suckin’ our d+ck, faceshot, what happened to savage?
jb leg, he use to pop it, n+gga, he should’ve been in a casket
he got smacked in his face with the g and rolled under the car, i don’t know why he actin’
my drop just fl!cked on sdot, he was just runnin’, i swear i wish that they packed him
oh, that’s them? then we double back
he said he did somethin’ to me, n+gga cappin’
i take care of my shooters, ask ’em
and free bro sittin’ down i just app’d him
it was me and tb, we was just broke, we had to find ’em and bag ’em
don’t push up, munna on defense, g tryna bang every shot, n+gga, active
and free yb, we was right in front of the chicken spot, we was just trappin’
it was a wonderful day, we was in+, and bang bro [?] lackin’
my white boy a demon, broad day vibes, he walk up, get active
he throw shots out the aston
zb was duckin’, we should’ve packed him
mali buck, [?] his face, n+ggas scaped him
t+shirt bl++dy, he looked like a napkin
wixkem, walked outta bounds, n+ggas clapppd him
i had to get up and go get my backend
i woke up locked in, early morning trappin’
i just love when this sh+t keep stackin’
beef on the back how she keep on clappin’
peezy dumped on, n+gga was lackin’
n+ggas gettin’ tagged for rappin’
pop out the cut i’m like, “what happened?”
all black, masked up, i did sh+t, n+gga, you can not imagine
i let it bang in my fashion
after i miss, p+ssed, i got to whack him
48 him, you know what i’m jackin’
i throw a shot if he keep on askin’
twistin’ my fingers, they know that i’m makk b
hop out, better ride for them goodumz assassins
we swing the belt, we hand it out, we give it to the whole staten
lo go long, wick hop out, throw bullets like madden
he don’t bang for the set we don’t jack him
i found out that the trappin’ my passion



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