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lirik lagu let the sample work – ben reilly

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[spoken intro]
i just* i know
n*ggas been* n*ggas got me f*cked up
n*ggas got me f*cked up, boy
i just* (yeah)

[verse 1]
want a woman, it’s a combination and a motivation for the runt
i remember getting jumped
didn’t have the time to run
n*ggas say i ain’t the one
guess i’m not the only one
guess i gotta be the one
to bring my n*ggas to the front
shawty meaty in the rump
got me feeling for the humps
i don’t mind her being much
i’ma drop her in a month
loogie looking like a moth
n*ggas moving like they punks
(?)
gotta turn these b*tches up
fresher denim and impressing them and all them presidential in the tux
f*ck nepotism, this a better pistol
i could pistol you whenever i want
f*ck the (?)
hate to say it’s not a first
and it’s probably getting worse
why? ‘cause its (?) on a verse
ay, now he boutta get it worked
i got perks from my worsts
i got lines for the merch
i got lines for the lines
i got time for the worst
got a kraken up the vert
independent til it hurt
in the fire til it burn like a pern
i can’t lie, i’ve been a man of my word
i decided that never they learn
giving them some if you get on my nerves
give what i earn til they live with the word
get rid of my hood then i flip on my worth
i think it’s the (?) when he try to rap
i know he survived, was hoping he died
hoping you know it’s the whole of my pride
(?)
holding it close til you scope in on mine
(?)
the clothes that i roll is like gold in the mine
(?)
shout out my brodie, my crowdie
my n*gga, my homie, my wodie, my shawty, my slimes
no matter the odds, i even them out
and the more the new living the boreder, we tired
no more than the city, so greedy been eating me slowly
the way i threw hands for the block, i’m a goalie
hang up the phone, b*tches too phony
leave me alone, i’m tired of lonely
b*tch, i’m the man
ho, dye the bands
b*tch, stop playing
put the p*ssy on the man, sh*t
[hook]
(shh)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work
(you talk too much)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work
(shh)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work
(you talk too much)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work

[verse 2]
you talking to me like i’m not the red bird, baby
floating off the sh*t that make your head hurt lately
stepping heavy, putting in this leg work, next verse
got it by a long shot, looking like i’m fred durst
straight off the block, whipping the guillotine, off with the top
keeping the (?) like coffee shops
keeping it clean, this stick not a mop
keeping that benny, got no interest in keeping it friendly
keeping a whole bunch of real n*ggas with me
keeping a low profile like “shh”
cause ain’t n0body finna keep me from winning

[hook]
(shh)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work
(you talk too much)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work
(shh)
shut up b*tch, let that sample work
(you talk too much)
shut up b*tch

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