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warm brew – shamone lyrics

[chorus]
yeah it’s only when these b-tches get to talking (talking)
and n-ggas get to snitching (snitching)
that you gon’ find out who been trying to f-ck up your whole mission
and your family start to dissing (dissing)
smirking while they listen (listen)
yeah that’s when we gon’ find out if you riding or you riffing
shamone baby baby shamone
i thought we was teammates the bond we had it was strong
shamone baby baby shamone
never thought that you would be fake
well we guessed wrong

[verse 1]
shamone
harsh wind that we all brought in
from the unforgettable summer of twenty something
we was partners homies cronies compadres
i never knew what would occur on that grey friday
we was shorties sipping 40s
way before the socks
we was dream chasers way before he had the locks
we was sincere and tommy before ox
now this n-gga throwing rock at my socks
what i hear is this b-tch n-gga reciting the locker room talk
spying
being a hoe on some tokyo rose sh-t
still burns
hulk hogan with the heel turn
stone cold with the heel turn

[verse 2]
them n-ggas fronting be the ones that really yap the most
stabbing back and acting down just like they zapatos
sanitize your circle, snakes is lurking in the gr-ss (in the gr-ss)
working fast to get your cash and they say adios
sh-t where were you when i was at the bottom
bottle popping, feeling hollow
blacking out in hopes that i don’t ever see tomorrow
sh-t where were you, when i was in a caro
smashing 80 to a light pole
serko psycho grab a mic
and tell them all to be gone
coat tail, d-ck riding n-ggas need to dip
you what judas be to jesus
what a chaser be to liq
you’re sativa with some seeds
up in a swisher with the sticks
me my n-ggas double og
and we never gonna switch

[verse 3]
ay it seem we all can’t stop ‘til we get enough
thought i was jackie
and he had me more like chris tuck
shamone man this sh-t happen round my way
why you think we sipping champagne all dipped up
still these p-ssies get to plotting when they see i hit a pothole
run they mouth to hoochies who been ran through like a brothel
d-mn fam i never hear n0body say you copped those
new this or new that, we knew that
it’s not news yeah
it’s only big dogs and big broads
talk a lot but do you drop pebbles or drop logs
i battle with the devil ‘bout flattening all y’all
but i’d rather hit your b-tch then the pedal and smash off

- warm brew lyrics

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