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triple 9ine x 6lutxxth - ain't the same lyrics

[chorus: triple 9ine]
so you think you a king (king!)
so you think you a gangsta (gangsta)
f-ck around one of my n-ggas
i’ll send you praying right back to the pastor (pastor)
n-gga i ain’t the same
and i’m surely not playing that game
f-ck around me one more time
i’d c-ck back that gun and put that bullet right through your brain

[verse 1: triple 9ine]
i was not up on that violence
but you came when i was trying to be silent (silent)
at first i didn’t even mind it
but now you got me feeling a little evil minded
why the f-ck you even try it?
you know i’m a k!ller and k!lling even when am smiling
there’s no way i’m even dying
n-gga i’m immortal, now it’s a frying

[verse 2: 6lutxxth]
oh you think you a king?
it’s only funny til i find where you live
me and triple 9ine we don’t mind we gon’ sin
it’s my time i’ma rhyme everything
picking up the glock 9 let it grind through your skin
only head shots no shots through your limbs
and i never lost a fight i ain’t done ’til i win
i ain’t gotta use a gun, uppercut through your chin
roll the window up it’s nice with the tint
smurfgang til we die we gon’ murder everything
(you) better not try i’ma take your soul like the grim
n-ggas steady cappin right down to the brim
shawdy real fine booty big waist slim
and i’m all about the money being broke ain’t a thing
finna pull up on your block and i’ma make that chopper sing
my glock is like a phone press a b-tton it gon’ ring

[verse 3: triple 9ine]
i’m so misunderstood
like i can’t do nothing good
now i become so godd-mn heartless
i wouldn’t even change if i could
now i got this change of moods
and i got a new hunger for food
now i just want to bash all these n-ggas heads
and i just want to crush all these dudes
swear they want to f-ck with a k!ller
i’ma pull back the trigger
am not serving up no mercy
so they want to call me a sinner
i’m just preparing the dinner
and am serving up all of you n-ggas
this is smurfgang gang sh-t
and you know that i am a winner (gang)

[chorus: 6lutxxth]
so you think you a king (king!)
so you think you a gangsta (gangsta!)
f-ck around one of my n-ggas
i’ll send you praying right back to the pastor (pastor!)
n-gga i ain’t the same
and i’m surely not playing that game
f-ck around me one more time
i’d c-ck back the gun and put that bullet right through your brain

[verse 4: triple 9ine]
(pull, pull) pull up on a little p-ssy gangsta
n-gga want to squeal like a motherf-cking hamster
sending shots he danced like a motherf-cking dancer
police coming up it doesn’t really even matter
come decide they f-cking with us
i go f-cking with their daughter
s-x so hard it gonna get even harder
pull up on that beach and we go f-cking underwater
f-ck her so much but except am not getting shorter (nope, nope)

[verse 5: 6lutxxth]
n-ggas be dissing me
i got no problem i’m issue free
give the choppa some freedom it got no place that it shouldn’t be
let the tooly spray out
he got a burn by the .223
wanted by all these b-tches and it ain’t none that not choosing me
they be loving my drippin’ ain’t got no cl-ss, never tutor me
shawdy trippin’ and slippin’ ’cause that lil p-ssy be slippery
first place, you better know it ain’t no moving or skipping me
piping up on my shows $30g if you booking me (yeah)

[verse 6: triple 9ine]
(pull, pull) pull up with the motherf-cking glock 9
glock full of thunder
watch the f-cking thunder strike
we gon’ raid your house under the moonlight
you could try to run but, no where you could hide
gunshot shock you like a f-cking pikachu (pikachu)
watching that bullet sky rocket right into you
you could try to run but wait ’til i find you
you could call your n-ggas but there’s nothing they could really do

[outro: triple 9ine & 6lutxxth]
pull, pull, pull up to the crib shot that n-gga to the ground
pull up with the drugs got the weed by the pound
f-ck around we drop you six feet underground
and you better take your time, ’cause it’s smurf n-ggas you around
hunnid bands on my head, you know what am about
i don’t want the p-ssy all i want is just the mouth
s-x everyday, i want s-x every month
give me f-ck forget the suck this is what i am about
(gang!)

[triple 9ine & 6lutxxth]
so you think you a king?
so you think you a gangsta?
f-ck around one of my n-ggas
i’ll send you praying right back to the pastor
n-gga i ain’t the same
and i’m surely not playing that game
f-ck around me one more time
i’d c-ck back the gun and put that bullet right through your brain
(smurf!)

- triple 9ine x 6lutxxth lyrics

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