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xanaway - getting jiggy with a rifle lyrics

[intro]
if you n+ggas ain’t gon’ talk, we gon’ run up on your head
if you n+ggas ain’t gon’ talk, we gon’ run up on your head
treat your whole body as shot, b+tch im dancing with my+
treat your whole body as shot+ (shot, shot, shot)

(im making friction with a snapback)

[chorus]
(hawk tuah)
if you n+ggas ain’t gon’ talk, we gon’ run up on your head
treat your whole body as shot, b+tch i’m dancing with my toolie
b+tch i’m dancing with my glock
i don’t rock out with no goofy n+ggas
you a f+cking opp
get it up
get it up
b+tch walk in with my cash
i made a thousand streams up in a week, yall n+ggas ass
and i know yall n+ggas stressed up in the crib yall n+ggas+
(stressed up, stressed up, stressed up)
stressed up in the crib yall n+ggas last
when i only [?] (no clue what this n+gga saying) you know i’m making cash
making cash, h+lla cash
the streets are h+lla clean
i be matching [vocal chops of doom] just what i wear just with my jeans
you know i just be dancing on these n+ggas
know i mean
please stop asking me for sh+t my n+gga, you a f+ckin’ fien (you a fien)
red dots, in his f+ckin’ sh+t, ima beat yo ass
red dots, in his f+ckin’ sh+t, ima beat yo ass
(red red red) dots in his f+ckin’ sh+t ima beat yo ass+
this f+ckin glock is dense
i don’t give a f+ck you n+ggas shouldn’t be talking
you a b+tch
ima put yo ass up in a grave and put you in a ditch (in a ditch, in a)
if you n+ggas ain’t gon’ talk, we gon’ run up on your head
treat your whole body as shot, b+tch i’m dancing with my toolie
b+tch i’m dancing with my glock
i don’t rock out with no goofy n+ggas
you a f+cking opp
get it up
get it up
b+tch walk in with my cash
i made a thousand streams up in a week, yall n+ggas ass
i know yall n+ggas stressed up in the crib yall n+ggas+
(stressed up, stressed up, stressed up)
stressed up in the crib yall n+ggas last
when i only [?] (no clue what this n+gga saying) you know i’m making cash
making cash, h+lla cash
the streets are h+lla clean
i be matching [vocal chops of doom] just what i wear just with my jeans
you know i just be dancing on these n+ggas
know i mean
please stop asking me for sh+t my n+gga, you a f+ckin’ fien (you a fien)
red dots, in his f+ckin’ sh+t, ima beat yo ass
red dots, in his f+ckin’ sh+t, ima beat+
(red red red) dots in his f+ckin’ sh+t ima beat yo ass
this f+ckin glock is dense
i don’t give a f+ck you n+ggas shouldn’t be talking
you a b+tch
ima put yo ass up in a grave and put you in a ditch
(you gotta give em’ that hawk tuah, and spit on that thang)

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