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lirik lagu pedigree (feat. schlish) – bangbangj

this is a dj nick exclusive

[intro]
it’s schlish n*gga, uh

[verse 1: schlish]
i just don’t get it, half of these n*ggas ain’t with it
my n*ggas got charges hope they get acquitted
you n*ggas not hitting no moves like a pivot
you n*ggas want war you gone be on a picture
stop tryna go hard boy this sh*t just don’t fit ya
can’t show no emotion f*ck tears and a tissue
you know what its like for a n*gga to miss ya
223’s won’t miss ya, always a p*ssy n*gga in my mentions
got big work for them scales and them benches
if i know the plug then i probably won’t mention
n*ggas backdoor i ain’t drawing attention
f*ck these lil rappers i know we got tension
i’m schooling these n*ggas go get in detention
got water to drench you i’m from the trenches
where these n*ggas hiding these n*ggas not sliding
i get that work and divide it
cook up the work i might come out retirement
i ain’t f*ck with this rap sh*t at first i was trying
can see all the green in my future was blinded
got the whole city behind me, n*ggas slept on me like xannys
i gotta wipe the ? don’t get in no beef they gone come for ya family
if this sh*t personal go get his granny
these n*ggas be really b*tches like some trannys
i never got money that a n*gga handed me
n*gga be stealing swag like a petty geek
got work call it triple h hit the pedigree
i’m feeding my big dogs pedigree

[verse 2: bangbang j]
b*tch ima big dawg like im ace
all on yo block we gone slide with them k’s
you on the block but not doing a thing
he think he gangster going through a phase
i ain’t rapping for free b*tch i need my lays
two gl!cks on my hip everyday
that n*gga don’t want smoke he jus playing
he light skin bullets give him a tan
you say you gone ride well you die for your mans
these n*ggas be capping i don’t understand
n*ggas and b*tches they all be the same
fold under pressure they sink in the same
clutch off move had to get me some bandz
n*ggas b*tches man i know you don’t bang
shoutout to schlish he be doing his thing
i smoking that pressure i’m smoking propane
if i can’t find that n*gga i’m gone get his mans
clutching my favorite glock with the rubber band
you jus an imitator, stunner man
getting them packs in and out like the fedex man
making it rain b*tch i’m doing the money dance
kid nap yo momma b*tch i need bout 50 bandz
what you gone do when that sh*t hit the ceiling fan
k!ll the combo hit him with the left and right hand

- bangbangj

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