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tate228 - copies lyrics

[chorus: tu!]
uh, uh, the father doctor said they tried to stop me
the paparazzi, man, they tried to shot me or shoot me
those groupies i prove these truths on loose leaf
the coupe got me kaze, one+fifty in a mazi
cannot be caught by copies
father doctor said they tried to stop me
the paparazzi, man, they tried to shot me or shoot me
those groupies i prove these truths on loose leaf
the coupe got me kaze, one+fifty in a mazi
[verse 1: tate228]
i told tu this ain’t the one but i’m gone still do it
i just had to get a feel to it, you know i’m real fluent
told n+ggas get off of they ass, that’s what they still doin’
hundreds been like onions, think it’s funny how i peel through em’
i see how they how spend and how they live and i don’t feel for ’em
this sh+t out the mud and that’s on cuz, b+tchi’m the real one
in the field still with that steel and i’ll spill one
neighbors trippin’, privacy fences for all the wilson’s
loose lips get n+ggas zipped, everyday was a shooting
static in the music, bodies start dropping
they start recruiting, guess we know who losing
and we can meet for beef on any street
i’m always open to it if you don’t come out
hit yo partna’ spot, yea we’ll smoke him too just like a loosy
acing any test, b+tch i’m a harvard student
and my lil b+tch majoring in home ec
that’s my lil’ martha stewart
fucl a maserati stashed it in the buic
and they ain’t opps, they paparazzi
cameras what they shooting, tagging n+ggas too

[chorus: tu!]
uh, uh, the father doctor said they tried to stop me
the paparazzi, man, they tried to shot me or shoot me
those groupies i prove these truths on loose leaf
the coupe got me kaze, one+fifty in a mazi
cannot be caught by copies
father doctor said they tried to stop me
the paparazzi, man, they tried to shot me or shoot me
those groupies i prove these truths on loose leaf
the coupe got me kaze, one+fifty in a mazi
[verse 2: tate228]
put these truths on paper, if wasn’t no problem, why you make it?
a hundred shots a make, block hot as july when you in vegas
product flying daily, i just shipped them collards to a vacant
spot back up today ’cause we had to break down before they raided
a lot n+ggas playing but they ain’t bout that action
they just say they is
every story that they tell, it always end with sh+t that they ain’t did
but that ain’t this, vivid pictures depicted when i lay the pen
the booth i treat it like a pulpit, c’mon let’s say “amen”
get it off the dresser glock, i got it c+cked
before i leave the crib, in and out of traffic
like a kawasaki when i sway they benz
it ain’t safe outside, n+ggas get on live and say they staying in
i guess that’s just the new age of this gangsta sh+t
but we was chasing vs at excessive speeds, hope you don’t careen
a block of clean might go for thirty+three
can get you what you need
lead the league, i been running up numbers, i feel like kareem
the last couple summers without a fumble, i might start a team

- tate228 lyrics

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