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lirik lagu scared now – the game

(feat. meek mill)

who the f*ck scared now?
look who the f*ck fed now
had to hit him with the shotty n*gg*
another dead f*cking body n*gg*

gansters, this is how we roll
jesus piece, and it’s out of gold
versace polo and a pound of dro
hop in that ghost, and it’s adios

who the f*ck scared now?
who the f*ck scared now?

[verse 1:]
chased that n*gg* down, put him on worldstar
b*tch n*gg* got away, in his girl’s car
put that p*ssy on the net like a p*rnstar
another weenie with bread, he a corndog
put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball
i’m out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car
f*ck the feds, cause a n*gg* got a murder charge
f*ck it though, got the cover of the murder dog
i dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and
i don’t just hit ya team, i wet the whole bleachers, d*mn
specialize in the murder game
doc*mentary sh*t, back to hurricane
now tell a n*gg*


[verse 2:]
i’m the most feared rap n*gg*
like a just blaze beat, i’ll clap n*gg*s
this ain’t a just blaze beat, this ain’t wrapped n*gg*
voletta wallace lost her son to a gat n*gg*
what if i told y’all i know who killed biggie dog?
i ain’t no snitch but if i did it ain’t no biggie dog
cause that’s biggie dog
all that’s coming out the mouth of the n*gg* you used to know as being 50’s dog
but i got tired of being 50’s dog
had to break my chain and cut that n*gg* 50 off
whole team celebrating, label on my d*ck hard
interscope asking “would i take 50’s call”
h*llo? put up 10 mill for a real n*gg*
drop this joint alb*m and we’ll kill n*gg*s


[verse 3: meek mill]
all these n*gg*s claiming they og, my young boys will murder them
cold shooters, that 16, and they ain’t ever even heard of them
i slide through, i get a bird of them
and they drive through, and they serving them
these n*gg*s talking that beef sh*t, i put bread on it, no burger bun
we walk up in this b*tch like “what?”
rollie on my wrist lights up
told these n*gg*s “can’t do it like us”
ciroc boy, and i do it like puff
with 100 bottles, 100 models
no twitter, we come to follow
straight shots and no moscato
i f*ck them hoes, don’t give a f*ck bout em
now tell me who’s scared now?
shots fired, man down
dead bodies get found
that chopper clip spits rounds
and real n*gg*s get murdered
top dogs get it first
he came to me in that benz
and he left from here in a he*rs*


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