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xanman - many men lyrics

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[verse 1: lil dude]
around my neck b-tch not a rope
pull in your block with a stick and scope
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas these n-ggas need hope
i come on your block bumping a coat
i bubble it down
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, these n-ggas, they clowns
came with the stick everybody get down
i pop me a perc and i smoke the whole pound
found me a glock in the lost in found

[verse 2: xanman]
all my life been surrounded by h–rders
pour wock in the vitamin water
trapping it out bought my first pair of jordans
chopper make a n-gga jump in like corbin
spin a bin, u-u, no foreign
he say he plug that n-gga is cordless
call dude, he gon slide in a foreign
he wanted a qp got shorted

[verse 3: lil dude]
pew pew out of the ar
i’m serving the goop out of the jar
so much gucci could have bought a car
i’m shooting at n-ggas and they playing ball
i f-ck on your b-tch in she wanna have a menage
i’m posted up top the circle with ahk
im rocking d&g these n-ggas is peons
these diamonds on me they wet like a pond

[verse 4: xanman]
i shoot with a pistol, they call me bon
he gone
new saint laurent
we robbing the plug then we buying the farm
that n-gga ain’t want no smoke like an alarm
sticks on my hands they looking like pom poms
come to that n-gga door dressed like im papa john’s
lil f-ck n-gga not eating like ramadan
goofy -ss n-gga needa go to comic con

[verse 5: lil dude]
delete your whole block with the mother f-cking k
i’m outside all day just like a runaway
chopsticks singing like it was a sunday
i’m making too many plays up on that one way
grew up a lowlife thinking bout gunplay
we pull up and rip, it turn into a runway
pew pew pew f-cking your good day
turn these names into a new hood day

- xanman lyrics

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