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gta 6 - 3200 tre lyrics

[intro]
(lavishthatstoohot, lavishthatstoohot)
come on
what up, lavish? come on
we make hits, don’t we? like

[verse]
hmm, n*gga, i like countin’ pape’ to start my day
you p*ss your b*tch off last night, she not gon’ take that charge today
last time i felt some pain, i almost drank my heart away
bro got a warrant, i told him, “call lester”, to take the star away
i never went for sh*t before and, b*tch, we ain’t gon’ start today
auntie say she tired of smokin’ weed, go find some hard to taste
i think i’m finna sleep good tonight, i got a bar to take
i’m finna drop a six, so i ain’t finna drive my car today
hmm, i don’t feel like crashin’, sh*t, so let me find a driver
hmm, i just hit the baddest b*tch, i had a time inside her
hmm, i just wore my trappin’ ‘fit to work at timе at myers
hmm, i work all d*mn day long, i’m not a 9*to*5er
i’m not no 10*to*2er
why thе f*ck would your lawyer let them people lock you up, they say you didn’t do it?
huh, soon as his pockets saw some pape’, he started different movin’
i wonder if i talk my sh*t backwards, would it get confusin’?
or would you understand me?
why the f*ck i want friends? i barely f*ck with family
hmm, you got too scared to throw the rock, you tried to underhand it
why you don’t want to hold yourself accountable and you done done the damage?
like, if i’d a did it, i would’ve said i did
hmm, if i wasn’t inside the car, i wouldn’t said i slid
huh, why you callin’ me to talk about meds i did?
hmm, sometimes i wish i can get outside the head i’m in
like, “what’s on your brain?”
f*ck the rap, i thought i get rich off the dope game, i came up sellin’ cocaine
huh, i ain’t like the one that i had, i made a floor change
i just put a hunnid racks in the kitchen floor, that’s some floor change
talkin’ sh*t made me a hunnid racks, what it made you?
right now i’m too in love with pape’, so i can’t date you
when i was young, i had to get fresh with my play shoes
all the lights was off, i had to use a sp*ce heater to make food
i can make a check right now soon as my phone open
i know another dub on the way soon as this song over
hmm, it’s a lot weight on my sh*t, i got some strong shoulders
hmm, i wasn’t expectin’ all this love, this sh*t just flowed over
like, it just popped up, it look like a lot, huh?
huh, all i got is a lil’ fame, wait ’til that guap come
n*gga, we are not the same, you never shot nothin’
my mama don’t know him from a can of paint, but that’s my block brother
and my blood cousin, like
we don’t really talk a lot, i just get drugs from him
how you so tough in all your songs, you ain’t done nothin’?
how all you rap about is opps but when you see they ass, you run from ’em?
lil’ bro a b*tch, they beat his ass and took his gun from him
long as the streets f*ck with me, i don’t really care to have a club jumpin’
i like to have my sh*t in my hands, i’m not a gun tucker
i can die right now, i’m gon’ wake up tomorrow with my gun bussin’, b*tch
[outro]
yeah
it’s thirty, come on

- 3200 tre lyrics

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