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the h.a.w.g.s. - 24 grams lyrics

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[verse 1: b-soopa]

i’m so sharp i can stab em’
the girls call me touchy because they love the way i grab em’
i’m in the city with your main as she valet parks
to you she’s wifey & to me she’s just a talley mark

i need the spot on top that overlooks the sh0r-
because i’m tired of my ceiling being someone else’s floor
but i ain’t trippin’ man cause everyday is a party y’all
b-tches got the hotel lookin’ like it’s marti gras

she sendin’ pictures so i can see her posterior
got her width & her height, now she’s in my area
basketball small talk because that’s her favorite sport
so we takin’ shots around the rim like a game of horse

& sh-t got rough, you quit the gang & switched ya name
when sh-t got rough, i just hit the gas & switched the lane
& that’s the difference lil n-gga we are not the same
hsb ain’t what i claim, this is what we bang

& this is music for the ride, this is what we bang
got yo chick up on the side, she just let me bang
k!ll weed is k!ll weed, now it’s all the same
went from hangin’ in the halls now it’s hall of fame

gotta struggle before you look like the cleanest
gotta look like a fool before you look like a g*nius
& you ain’t makin’ moves if you ain’t takin’ chances
so just answer all the questions, & question all the answers

[verse 2: p. b-tta]

i don’t claim b-tches i don’t run a lost n’ found
tryna get to the money get fat where it counts
don’t talk about your future when your past still speaks
my seat so far back i’m drivin’ from the backseat

gettin’ caught up wasn’t how i was brought up
seed of a player this smooth sh-t i just thought up
trial & error, decisions, regret…
you think the money & fame makes her decision complex?

so i’m havin’ better s-x, my clothes are getting wet
my swagg can’t hear you cuz b-tch i’m fresh to deaf
quest like johnny f-ckin’ b-tches is my hobby
so please have a nice body cuz this drink kinda got me

threw everything away that was holdin’ me back
i’m tryna build this empire, in twenty years i’ll be back
while i’m chasin’ this dream tellin’ love to relax
because your emotional “jody” keeps pullin’ me back

but then i roll up, taste her, then i arch her back
she my main chick so i had to do all that
i’m on the high top of things while she’s wearing her flats
& your crew is a bunch of clowns like the cast of “all that”

bad b-tches chase flightlife attachments
next morning confessions to her girls what happened
sumn’ like this beat, a lot of smackin’ & clappin’
i’m a wild hawg but this hawg sh-t ain’t actin… b-tta!

[verse 3: j-dub]

i couldn’t die no fresher
puttin’ pressure on n-ggas not applying no pressure
beef don’t stop i keep my soldiers like the coast guard
view from the top d-mn i should’ve sent a postcard

signed, sealed, delivered with the stamp of approval
ex hoes never get the chance at renewal
bad b-tches make good intentions get lost
& dealin’ with your exes is how you get double crossed

sippin’ voss & the polo is lacoste
not trippin’ off the check it’s at another n-gga’s cost
other n-ggas hate but love what you do inside
so you swear when i do it i do it with you in mind

she lookin’ for a lover & will find him in due time
but i never look for something that i do not wish to find
even though she got another man too
& the girl is old news she just actin brand new

so i take an old b-tch & just add new features
brain so good she musta had two teachers
got a little fame. n-ggas beg for new features
but ain’t sh-t change, still the same cool creature

late in the game so pardon my truant
for the way that i act & for these n-ggas i influence
most don’t know about the back way either
always told don’t go if the gr-ss ain’t greener

- the h a w g s lyrics

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