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lirik lagu can’t stand it – bizzie gambino

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[intro]
like whatever i do they come after me
yeah, yeah
deemarc got the heat, ho
they gon’ slide wit’ me (slide wit’ me)
they gon’ ride wit’ me (ride wit’ me)
like whatever i do n*gga
like whatever i do n*gga
like whatever i do n*gga (whatever i do n*gga)

[pre*chorus]
like whatever i do they come after me
my young n*gga [?] ain’t no athletes
if you wait on my fall you can have a sеat
i’ma give it my all ’til they casket mе
they givin’ up on me thought i had fell off
take a loss, bounce back, i’ma big dog
choppin’ the steppers [?]
now they on my d*ck they won’t get off

[chorus]
that fake sh*t i can’t stand it
tough sh*t’ll get yo’ mans hit
everyday take a feelin’ these chances
run it up, put it up, rubberband
that fake sh*t i can’t stand it
that tough sh*t’ll get yo’ mans hit
everyday take a feelin’ these chances
run it up, put it up, rubberband ( deemarc got the heat, ho)

[verse 1]
i’m takin’ risk after risk
told my son that the mil’ you gon’ miss
know some n*ggas that treat me like blood
see it’s crazy ’cause them n*ggas crips
i can’t fall, i can’t trip off a b*tch
where was y’all i was down on my d*ck?
for the n*ggas that love to sneak diss
get a chair i ain’t standin’ on sh*t
got one foot on the gas, other foot on they neck
all the hate ain’t gon’ stop me from chasin’ a check
i’m the type take yo’ new b*tch and make her my ex
not fan of that ra*ra i’m not into that
if it’s not ’bout a dollar, leave me where i’m at
if it ain’t nothin’ real don’t compare me to that
told my momma i got it, she told me i’m blessed
[?](i> demarc got the heat, ho
they probably wanna be me (can’t be me)
but i’m really nothin’ like them (oh nah)
fall in love when i look in the mirror
i love all of my hoes like a pimp
my lil’ hittas they love to play ball
like whats these [?]
if your b*tch keep on shootin’ her shot
i’ma work that p*ssy up like a dam
i cannot hang with no goofy or [?] lil’ n*gga, my best friend my son
everyone wit’ me silent, they won’t think about it, my circle nothin’ but day ones
yeah they know i’ma monsta but if they hear that it’s a problem they still gon’ come
and you b*tch n*ggas still gon’ run
[?] got my heart so numb ( deemarc got the heat, ho)

[pre*chorus]
like whatever i do they come after me
my young n*gga [?] ain’t no athletes
if you wait on my fall you can have a seat
i’ma give it my all ’til they casket me
they givin’ up on me thought i had fell off
take a loss, bounce back, i’ma big dog
choppin’ the steppers [?]
now they on my d*ck they won’t get off

[chorus]
that fake sh*t i can’t stand it
tough sh*t’ll get yo’ mans hit
everyday take a feelin’ these chances
run it up, put it up, rubberband
that fake sh*t i can’t stand it
that tough sh*t’ll get yo’ mans hit
everyday take a feelin’ these chances
run it up, put it up, rubberband ( deemarc got the heat, ho)

[verse 2]
i heard somebody say i had fell off, only time i’ma fall if i slip on this salt
take a loss and bounce back that’s what you call a boss
got your b*tch on my d*ck ain’t no gettin’ her off
paper route b*tch i should sign [?]
shootin’ myself, i ain’t makin’ no calls
they pray on my third season want me to fall
shaving cream to the head, b*tch i gotta ball
gettin’ tired from the [?] floor, got a lil’ money i want a lot more
chasin’ like [?], big [?], all a sudden they need me
when i was down shoulda seen how they treat me
i’m still in the trap sh*t like a four season
stay in my lane, but just give me a reason
to schedule your wake, ’cause you obviously sleepin’
pull up on your block, make a mess we gon’ clean it
heart colder than an igloo, that’s all i’m sayin’
i just got ps4 and gave it to my niece, in other words i ain’t playin’
i’on’t give a f*ck ’bout where you from
i just give two f*cks what you sayin’
attach this sweet potato on this .40 glock, you won’t hear it ’til this b*tch say d*mn
‘fore you try to be me, just recognize, the typa n*gga i am
see we got different views, different lifestyles, i’m sorry but there no chance
put your money over these hoes, and get these n*ggas outta yo’ plans
that’s just a couple steps to get you closer to bein’ the n*gga i am ( deemarc got the heat, ho)

[pre*chorus]
like whatever i do they come after me
my young n*gga [?] ain’t no athletes
if you wait on my fall you can have a seat
i’ma give it my all ’til they casket me
they givin’ up on me thought i had fell off
take a loss, bounce back, i’ma big dog
choppin’ the steppers [?]
now they on my d*ck they won’t get off

[chorus]
that fake sh*t i can’t stand it
tough sh*t’ll get yo’ mans hit
everyday take a feelin’ these chances
run it up, put it up, rubberband
that fake sh*t i can’t stand it
that tough sh*t’ll get yo’ mans hit
everyday take a feelin’ these chances
run it up, put it up, rubberband it, yeah( deemarc got the heat, ho)

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