lirik lagu i’m him – 600breezy
skit: so what you want us to do saint? you want us to go get em?
600breezy: yeah n*gga
skit: nah pull up in front of the building man; i wanna get em myself
600breezy: you hear them gun sounds you know who it is, it’s breezo n*gga
skit: get em yourself?
600breezy: uh
skit: yeah man, get em myself
600breezy: stop playing with us we a couple a hunnit up out there too man you know what i’m talkin bout
all that rapper sh*t get n*ggas hurt, n*gga, y’all n*ggas see what the f*ck…
verse 1:
uh, yeah n*gga
in the streets b*tch i’m top 10
b*tch we not playin any club appearance brung them glocks in, huh, n*gga
how the f*ck we win if we was boxed in, huh, n*gga
f*ck you do that n*gga, huh
f*ck you sayin is you with that?
cans in the whip this ain’t no m*th* f*ckin 6 pack, n*gga
but they on us too, b*tch what you wanna do?
bad rest a make a young n*gga look like uncle drew, huh
and we dumpin too, pounds b*tch come get a few, ice on me b*tches always askin do i got the flu, huh
george gervin first son n*gga, ice man sh*t, b*tch we pop gl!cks we tote guns n*gga
get put up with yo son n*gga, cause we hunt n*ggas, strip club, dolla bill, trump n*ggas, huh
b*tch i’m that one n*gga!
(i’m him n*gga) (f*ck i’m coming n*gga)
gun shots and police sirens, chasing n*ggas through they hood for that work like they frankie limen
b*tch we armed and violent, muzzles make em silent, b*tch i ain’t just rhyming, google it them n*ggas dying, sk!llet baking frying pistols bussin bullets flying
jumping out a whip, i’m sliding, i ain’t matt ryan, n*gga
(yeah f*cking quarterback) (f*ck wrong with these n*ggas man, gang sh*t uh)
semi automatics in the whip, b*tch you better dip, n*ggas walk you down and never met a crip
call it bl!ck walking, sick sh*t, we joint sparkin, huh
not the one for coughing, cracking cans like steve austin, huh
better turn up for ya mans n*gga, we ain’t playing with em, b*tch say she love em she be dead with em
my eyes red from smoking dead n*ggas, that’s what i said n*gga, still smoking…cause he dead n*gga, huh
just to let you know any n*ggas getting fouled a meet this technical the tuba thang how weapons blow huh
pint after pint, left after right
sn*tch a n*gga wife 100 thou tonight, n*gga
you playing with yo life, n*gga
skit: if there’s anyone here that don’t wanna get murdered “get the f*ck out”
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