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westside gunn - dont be bruel lyrics

[intro: westside gunn]
ayo, ayo

[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, you never seen this before (uh+uh)
crease my iceberg, you should’ve seen the train on the fur
sly doing four life concur’ (free sly!)
i’m trying my best to paint pictures, shot his whip up (doot+doot+doot, brrrrt, doot+doot+doot)
in back+to+back traffic, they had to airlift ’em
in the back of the black ‘bach eating halal plates
this for n+ggas growing grays with no trial dates (free sly!)
rockin’ bald silks, baggin’ up to michel’le
act like you coppin’, i come in like “yo, yo, yo what’s the play?” (yo where the f+ckin safe at n+gga?)
i’m not leaving without the work, i drove all this way
f+ck that, where his kids at? voila, there goes the safe
racin’ the all rеd bentley, screamin’, “free shaw”
from eastsidе buffalo n+gga, he’s dancing with the works (eastside)
for years, i done spared you n+ggas
i could’ve been aired you n+ggas, ric flair’d you n+ggas (doot+doot+doot+doot+doot+doot+doot)
you ain’t f+cking the kingpin, get a nine+to+five
they asked me my five year plans, i just said, “stay alive” (inshallah)
i wanna play with my grandkids one day
i could quit rap bold turkey, grand flip on monday (ah)
rock a ponytail, f+ck b+tches half my age
d+ck sucks in the virgil, the top was black, the bottom beige (skrrrrrt)
frank lit a stem and did a 7+8
he sounded like ’92 bobby with coke on the tray
[hook: westside gunn]
don’t be bruel, don’t be bruel (you n+ggas got me f+cked up)
cause i would never be that bruel to you
(you n+ggas, see you n+ggas really think these n+ggas f+ckin’ with me is crazy)
my kids know, i know, i don’t be bruel, don’t be bruel
(rest in peace big dump, i’m the only n+gga that you mama love more than you, n+gga)
b+tch you need to change your attitude
(that b+tch ain’t sh+t, i ain’t text the b+tch back for six months though)
let me see you cook the dope (griselda)

[verse 2: stove god cooks]
the price is high but the coke is better (coke’s better up here)
i’m still the coldest ever (haha, yeah!)
can they f+ck with me? no, never (never!)
you know i’m wit’ whatever (woo!)
your dog blood still on your timbs, i heard they shot him like old (brrt, bap+bap, brrrrt, bap+bap, bap+bap)
dapper dan is in the kitchen wit’ me, we got a song together (it’s sewn up)
see a bunch of n+ggas that don’t like me all rolling together
they probably having a meeting about how they all gon be broke forever (i swear)
i done sold seven (i sold seven)
i give you the flow through the flygod but seeing my face is sold separate (that’s a different price)
powder on the saucony’s, i just got done snow steppin’ (snow steppin’ on you n+ggas)
fed cameras on the light poles, i’m still flexin’
all my jewelry on like come get us (come get me!)
mich+lle over everything, we can bet it (we can bet whatever)
i had thirty+sixes on the bus, i’m jerome bettis (hahahaha)
if i said it, i meant it (i mean it!)
we ain’t the same n+ggas, i cook ready rock, you play on reddit (not me)
shouldn’t go too for if you let it (let it), just don’t let it (hahaha, stove!)

- westside gunn lyrics

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