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one of dem ones - 3o$ama lyrics

[intro: 3o$ama]
listen, i been banging n*gga, ask the men (lemme tell you something aj)
i been banging, banging hard on ahk grave
f*ck all this other goofy*ass sh*t y’all b*tch*ass n*ggas got going on
f*ck everybody, i’m still dissing, i’m real active (b*tch!)

[chorus: 3o$ama]
i shoot guns, i shoot dice
you see me better shoot on sight
and i’ve been one of them ones, back then when i was young stealing bikes
a n*gga spoke on whites, that’s the reason why brodie earned him a flight
and i ain’t have no f*cking training wheels, i been in the field
i been earned my stripes, hopping out, with that mini*mic’
late night fishing, riding in them strikers, we tryna takе a life
and you know i f*ck with life, that’s my dog, i just got him tight
and you know i stay on endz, wе gone down the _, we hop out for ice

[verse 1: 3o$ama]
if your wrist look icey, you better cherish that sh*t ’cause i like ice
and if you really like it, you better hide that sh*t ’cause b3 shiesty
if i see some sh*t i like, watch how i hop out and take it
and [?] throwing me off, i want her bad but i ain’t gon’ chase it
and wick, he high as sh*t, yellow with the purple like a laker
and i’m an active rapper, i hop out them cars and then i chase you
chase your b*tch*ass down, you try to outrun me the laser trace you
and i’m pg n*gga, back then when he played for the indiana pacers
all my opps, broke as sh*t, i just cut my hand, sh*t swimming
and if you don’t see me with him, than his ass ain’t active, he ain’t no k!ller
i don’t sugar coat, and if you ask b3 baby i ain’t on sh*t
lil’ loco ain’t never k!ll sh*t, keep talking ’bout he spinning, when you spin my rip?
tell the opps to group up
i’m ’bout to sign a deal, it’s time for y’all to team up
i got the power of a whole army, ’bout to grab the youngings, crack you for some v*bucks
as soon as we punish this n*gga, we hopping out and we blowing his v up
as soon as we punish this n*gga, sit back and laugh and roll the f*cking weed up
[chorus: 3o$ama]
i shoot guns, i shoot dice
you see me better shoot on sight
and i’ve been one of them ones, back then when i was young stealing bikes
a n*gga spoke on whites, that’s the reason why brodie earned him a flight
and i ain’t have no f*cking training wheels, i been in the field
i been earned my stripes, hopping out, with that mini*mic’
late night fishing, riding in them strikers, we tryna take a life
and you know i f*ck with life, that’s my dog, i just got him tight
and you know i stay on endz, we gone down the _, we hop out for ice

[verse 2: yung threat]
man, free the whole northwest, two down 1901 thugging n*gga can’t tell us nothing
hey listen, i’m scared of the dark ’cause at night i be seeing them n*ggas i cracked
i’m paranoid, tubi guns in they spot
i ain’t tryna go back, three hats and a cap
me and dizzy be living that sh*t that we rap
headtaps, tryna knock me an opp off the map
i dropped out of school but the streets had perfect attendance
i know a n*gga got hit with that hot and start yelling so loud but that k made him shut up and listen

- 3oama lyrics

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