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trxppy almighty – anti-social lyrics

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“if a n+gga looking for me i be over east
and i be dolo make some phone calls
then we thirty deep
now tell me who want beef
practice what you preach lil n+gga
because we run the streets
fufu n+ggas i don’t f+ck with but real n+ggas link
we had them boys scared for their life
because we gone finish beef
i was thirsty for some stripes i started toting heat
kicking doors in like the swat lil n+ggas tryna eat
n+ggas thought that i was sweet
ran up got they ass beat
b+tch pick any place we could meet
my shooters a pop on they block doing walk ups
ku nem gone lеave your ass right where you at
that’s why thе police got that chalk for
why n+ggas be doing that talk for
i be silent i can get violent
i was the hot head in my circle
granddaddy kush and it’s purple
b+tch i’m ebk i don’t care what you is
run up on me i’m gone merk you
she sucking my d+ck like a slurpie
b+tch i done been through it all
still standing tall but i’m gone just ball
and i’m still with all that bullsh+t
you ain’t got do sh+t but call
shots to his head now he fall
we just be ducking the laws
your b+tch gone deep throat
i don’t even deep stroke
i put that d+ck in her jaws
and she gone play with the b+lls
real street n+gga i don’t got no rank
but you will get hit when i call
the bigger the harder they fall
back in the day we would brawl
i told lil ku i don’t got time to fight i’m shooting it all
no sneak dissing i’m talking about y’all
i don’t fear n+ggas they hoes
b+tches be sharing they clothes
i just put d+ck in your b+tch and we came to an agreement i ain’t gone disclose
guess i’m the sh+t i suppose
i might go link with the moes
n+ggas been cashing living the fashion
we just be dressing like goals
look at my watch and it’s gold
don’t trust me my heart really cold
we not new to this
you played video games
we was toting them poles
tryna fill oppers with holes
if we spot a l!ck we attacking
lil n+ggas thirteen years old
bag his ass up clean the brains with a hose
sorry he thought i was lacking
we never was ducking no action
believe me we stay with the chrome
try me you won’t make it home
i been touching all this cheddar
i ain’t worried about opp n+ggas they can get gone
three grams in my backwood i’m gone
smoking these d+mn tribulations
don’t f+ck with me wrong ain’t no patience
for money not b+tches i’m chasing
that’s why these n+ggas be hating
a n+gga try me i be waiting
pull on his block now we skating



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