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tech g - step to step ( richest feast) lyrics

[ intro ]

…im back yeah’.. yeah ( yes) it’s trey aka tech g ( appreciate you for even press play )

[ verse ]

..kanye west spittin his -ss hole common sense sh-t
make you suckas realize oh i got a small di-k
boy you a stylistic still on style with a messed up lifestyle you pr-ck go find your true fit
it ain’t religion’ now as i subside the substance like a renegade k!lling renaissance fake preacher smoking jesus looking for a power to get high on
a lie let me change the vibe so-called ratchet people
want to be savage feeble
you rat and you scavengers you not tough you do it in a pack
you wrong look how you wear your hat
head not straight boy you walk with a switch
dyk-s get more head than you just look at her clique
i bang with this hit’em up
i’m k!ller so what
progress don’t process if you bring your crew guess it’s extra cargo
so you go down to the garbage bro
letting people feel you in i knew you was a hoe
f-cking pop-tarts father’s dress their little girls like they grown parents are acting dumb
40s are acting young
let me place the settlement step to step b-tched and bucks and boys made bail bonds bank
yes i do think i gets brain it’s how i maintain unlike the lame women are full by image he on the corner blinged up
truth be told life is f-ck
he on the bus dirty life is such in grace
i got to get up out of this place
fooled mind stuck in jewelry
if not internet beef
i won’t have no kin
it’s just way past ten
this girl just got it in
i banged her with all this b-ss
if i had made it in 14 who in this game will be getting lace
police no longer chase they rather pop get props taste of power give pus’ drops after the hour
i can’t stop my flow, rhymes is not sour
you i will devour quick i’m on some real no scuse me this is real bmc rap
this is what i do as i link its my trap
let me hunt
walking down third street blunt
with the leaders you foes you quick to feed us chumps
bring a emcee back from the grave your big l who you want to dump
put him in da graveyard son
the little f-ggot boys stay in your lane i’m not the one to check out from work i never clocked out
i don’t joke cause jokers is juvenile knots jock strap across their face
i can’t get with these suckas even that line erase
i take my time before i act cuz wanna be tough yet we boys are strapped
and women are hack
most rol-dawgs k!lled by that b-tch nig-a armed
or ratted out by that snitch m-th-f-cka he gone
rol-dawgs lay low will have our chance again
and then we will maintain
like a army millet mines doing our thing blasting these shots roll with this tech g thing foe’s will understand once they off their feet and once they can’t breathe
then you can’t see who is the blame me
hunt you so bad you falling in your sleep
wake up ( boom) your girl open her mouth mmm
same crime scene bust a sh-ll he dead
bust a nut she wet listen tech back in this hoe
spitting on his instrumentals
my rhymes flow so the best then yo
them boys ain’t ready got them folding
compressing no doug compatible me and hip-hop you know murderous mic checker can somebody tell me who’s better
fool whatever
this ain’t no plane story
my blitz mandatory girls my age so boring
don’t have a peak of wisdom so i’m scoring
for a higher bored guess i’m soaring
times particular
cracker you step we will get rid of yeh
my verses 100 percent
you stupid if you think my mind will get bent
im one of the greatest never faked it
will be rolling big to give to thee unfamous
that’s my people and cheers to the careers that my underground people would get
we still with no fear watch yall cry tears
old time favorite with a new goal do you hear
welcome to 3 day street signs

tech g

[ outro ]

messy ….thats a different style for me we gonna see how that sound leave all this in there this is practice keep listen to it … don’t push stop.. a yo genycis ..genycis my city ain’t ready for this type yet huahuaha… shhhhh

… ( hahaha ) ! behold ( yes!) this here i give on to you .. remember (yes) me! let us sit my brother street hugger.. let us sit ( come, come ) my dirty stress out sister( come with me) we kidnapped the rich as they spoken of in the past (yes)..we will now feast upon them (yess) but still (haha) we shall not kiss no -ss let us now pray upon our meal ..for 3 days.. 3 day street signs .. welcome’ welcome upon you have so welcome to me

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