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wtm scoob – 66 lyrics

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[verse 1:]
i-i just did a 20 ball for the d-cksuckin’
why these n-ggas mad at me, cause they b-tch f-ckin’?
when these n-ggas get tough? i must’ve missed something
g wavy in that gym he don’t miss nothin’
hollow tips in this clip, i can’t miss nothin’
me and milt throwin’ 20s got this b-tch jumpin’
try to reach for my stones, then them sticks comin’
human races no race, n-gga f-ck runnin’
i just hopped off a flight, straight to arizona
i den made a n-gga livin’ off a no diploma
i know some n-ggas rich as h-ll off that bakin’ soda
but these credit cards on me like my case is over
b-been trippin’ n-ggas doing sh-t i been doin’
at the club throwin’ chicken, under the influence
off white drip got yo b-tch droolin’
f-ck allat talkin’, what is you doing?
aye re, what the f-ck i tell you last week ?
3 months, a hunnid bands, i need a band a day
if they had mines, they would throw they hands away
30 bands of fraud, where the cardinals play
givenchy raincoat for a rainy day
spendin’ all this money, take my pain away
she ain’t worth no perc she get a xan today
i need to shoot a vid, where the f-ck is zay?
man i swear to god, these n-ggas ain’t no compet-tion
if you wanna be like me, you gotta stop and listen
you blew yo money on a hoe, thats why yo money missin’
you goin’ broke, thats the reason why she actin’ different
i was a kid with a crib with some 50 inches
after dark at my house, it was 50 b-tches
right now im swipin’ gifties, i was washin’ dishes
i ran up a check with my daddy missin’
he was in my life, but sh-t he didn’t get it
mama seen me blow 20 and she started trippin’
i gotta thank god for the way im livin’
but i gotta ask god, can i be forgiven?



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