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da reason - big moochie grape lyrics

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[intro]
we were doin’ this, dude
it’s like i’m the motherf*ckin’ reason, dawg, you know what i’m sayin’?
i’m the one molded all you n*ggas, turned you n*ggas gangsta, dawg, you know what i’m sayin’?
y’all know i been on this sh*t my whole life, n*gga

[verse 1]
uh, got in this grease all by myself, i went and faced my fears (my fears)
and i run with some k!llers, i love all my n*ggas, they make sure they bag secure (they bag)
got my foot on that gas, i’ma stay on that ass, lil’ n*gga, i’ma smash the girl
double cup, i ain’t no bird, finna bury my mama, i don’t know how to feel (my mama)
i’ma keep it together and hold this sh*t down (sh*t)
they say i won’t be sh*t, look at me now
my lil’ n*gga itchin’, i call him the hound (the hound)
i bet you so much, it retirеs to my ground (my ground)
free my lil’ brother, he facin’ like 70 yеars
i’m tryin’ my best to get him out (free the big)
’cause just threw me a ball, took him straight to the hood
i’m finna get him in and out
long lil’ dog, b*tch, you know that it’s paper route (paper route)
vvs diamond be hittin’ like pacquiao
give me your drop and my lil’ homie stake it out
n*ggas don’t know me, so what’s all the hate about?

[pre*chorus]
soon as i got rich, n*ggas start flexin’ out
now they didn’t want me to make it out
my b*tch real pretty, she thick and bad and loyal
yeah, you know i’ma take her down
[chorus]
everybody know that jack gannick the reason
give me a bomb and i go to the block and i bleed it
do me a show, b*tches showin’ they cleavage
i’m the one put together all the pieces
gotta take care of my kids, my nephews and nieces
they the ones that really need me
i’m the one murder you n*ggas and turn child gangsta
b*tch, i can’t even be the reason
everybody know that jack gannick the reason
give me a bomb and i go to the block and i bleed it
do me a show, b*tches showin’ they cleavage
i’m the one put together all the pieces
gotta take care of my kids, my nephews and nieces
they the ones that really need me
i’m the one murder you n*ggas and turn child gangsta
b*tch, i can’t even be the reason

[verse 2]
i make sh*t look easy
lil’ n*ggas in the hood look up to me like i’m g
once i give her the nod, then you know the proceeds
spoilin’ my b*tch ’cause she look like a diva
nah, i can’t kick it, i never defeat her
straight outta memphis, turn n*ggas to reefers
dunkin’, slammin’ sh*t just like batista
pop out on n*ggas, jeepers creepers
hit the boy with the lead, not talkin’ needles
dots on a n*gga like he got some measles
ever since i was 12, b*tch, i been a leader
you f*ck with this sh*t, then you gon’ meet the reapers
[pre*chorus]
got that b*tch stuck on my heel like a baby
we shoppin’ with cook cook ’cause he got it cheap
got her from pismala, n*gga, a tweet
and i’m not with the talkin’, lil’ b*tch, i’ma squeeze

[chorus]
you better know that jack gannick the reason
give me a bomb and i go to the block and i bleed it
do me a show, b*tches showin’ they cleavage
i’m the one put together all the pieces
gotta take care of my kids, my nephews and nieces
they the ones that really need me
i’m the one murder you n*ggas and turn child gangsta
b*tch, i can’t even be the reason
you better know that jack gannick the reason
give me a bomb and i go to the block and i bleed it
do me a show, b*tches showin’ they cleavage
i’m the one put together all the pieces
gotta take care of my kids, my nephews and nieces
they the ones that really need me
i’m the one murder you n*ggas and turn child gangsta
b*tch, i can’t even be the reason

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