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trill hill - classic n*gga lyrics

(trilla!)
i got a late night text
she want the real good s-x
so i hopped up in the whip, smokin’ blunts for my stress
she tell me all the time i ain’t nothin’ like her ex
since she met a n-gg- she ain’t f-ckin’ with the rest
this life is a test, and a n-gg- finna p-ss it
saw the cops, i bent the corner, hit the gas
feelin’ paranoid i’m off the gr-ss
you ain’t first, n-gg-, then you last
i’m livin’ fast
drivin’ faster, hope i don’t crash
look down, one-twenty read up on the dash
all i do is mash
a n-gg- need the cash
no delay with the paper
i get it and advance
i’m just tryna get these bands
man i really need them bands
i stand with the gang, that mean i’m down to die for ’em
best believe i ride for ’em
me and $haka ballin’ like we shaq and kobe at the forum
after two rounds of f-ckin’ best believe a n-gg- snorin’
i’m just a black man ridin’ in a foreign (ridin’)
no wonder the cops hating’, i would hate me too
n-gg- f-ck the boys in blue
hard workin’ man and they still see a n-gg- in the coupe
got gorillas on the team, this the san diego zoo
this new music trash
i hate to break the news
the game need me more than ever, trill it’s up to you
i ain’t got sh-t to lose, but everything to prove
just a young n-gg- with the vision
barely holdin’ on like a ratchet hoe’s extensions
thug n-gg- but i got some good intentions
best in daygo city if i didn’t mention
i’m in a parallel dimension
third eye waterin’
got a high tolerance
but i don’t tolerate the bullsh-t
this life be gettin’ outta hand, sometimes i’m over it
fornever what i represent
street-smart, intelligent, and never ever hesitant
spot out the irrelevance
in what you preachin’
grindin’ hard as f-ck while you n-gg-s sleepin’
the second you be slippin’ n-gg-s h-lla creepin’
i’m teachin’ myself how to be the man
and it’s still f-ck uncle sam
i be prayin’, that god has a plan for his son
i ain’t finna stop ’til the war is won
my middle name is the chosen one
when i speak it shake the ground
i’m just tryna run the town
all my n-gg-s down, to do it with me
takin’ shots to the kidney ’til i’m feelin’ empty
(trill b-tch)

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