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lirik lagu on my mama – big30

[intro]
mia jay c, blrrrd
blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
and it’s on my mama
never run from sh*t, on my mama, n*gga
(i hear you, jay c, blrrrd, blrrrd)
blrrrd, blrrrd

[chorus]
i ain’t never run from sh*t, i put that on my mama (on my mama)
tryna put another n*gga up before the summer (‘fore the summer)
peep, i said another n*gga, boy, we put sh*t under (we put sh*t under)
every day, i slide with a draco and a switch for the runners (blrrrd, blrrrd, fah, fah*fah)
it ain’t no ducking nothin’ (nothin’)
hit his ass with the k first, follow up with the b*tton (blrrrd, that blrrrd)
all face shots, this sh*t’ll get ugly (sh*t get ugly)
n*ggas dying ’bout expressions, so cut out the mugging (cut the mugging)
[verse 1]
every time i drop a tear, another body drop (drop)
me and lil’ shiesty been on they block since eight o’clock (since eight o’clock)
it ain’t no drop, wе wear them choppas bullets out of stock (blrrrd, blrrrd)
ain’t tryna knock a opp, i’m tryna knock off a opp block (wholе block, blrrrd, blrrrd)
said i’m tryna wipe out a whole team (team)
put up the arp, bring me that big mp15 (bring me the mp15)
we on his ass day and night, on his ass in his dreams (in his dreams)
forty days, forty nights, we on his ass until he bleed (he bleed)
can’t stop for twelve, i’m like fifty and o, i’m undefeated (skrrt, skrrt)
i’m the king of my hood and i’m the king of that high speeding (on god)
he think he woofing, bet these four*nickels gon’ have him screaming (on god)
i keep that fully, and anywhere i see him, i’m squeezin’ (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)

[verse 2]
you might be thorough to the heart, real gangsta no rookie (no cap)
but that n*gga with you daily ain’t gangsta he p*ssy (cap)
ayy, i’ma die or somethin’ gon’ die about nuski, i’m pushing (on god)
don’t need no n*gga, just a steamer, my ski, and a fully (on god)
n*gga don’t even know my kids name but know my cashapp (facts)
free them members, know i got ’em, some members just asked out
this sh*t gettin’ stressful, i just smoked a p, i’m bout to pass out (gas)
don’t keep on calling me ’bout money, y’all gon’ make me flash out
ain’t no n*gga gave me sh*t and that sh*t there really just serve
free big shiesty, he the one helped me get this sh*t off the ground
only way one k!ll me goin’ up if this sh*t going down (on god)
forever sending shots and murder, murder on my side of town (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
[chorus]
i ain’t never run from sh*t, i put that on my mama (on my mama)
tryna put another n*gga up before the summer (‘fore the summer)
peep, i said another n*gga, boy, we put sh*t under (we put sh*t under)
every day, i slide with a draco and a switch for the runners (blrrrd, blrrrd, fah, fah*fah)
it ain’t no ducking nothin’ (nothin’)
hit his ass with the k first, follow up with the b*tton (blrrrd, that blrrrd)
all face shots, this sh*t’ll get ugly (sh*t get ugly)
n*ggas dying ’bout expressions, so cut out the mugging (cut the mugging)

- big30

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