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da big 8 - bkandzmb3z lyrics

[intro]
grah grah [?] made this
stand over a f*ck n*gga
look

[chorus]
aye, every song i ever dropped was a hit
every time i spent a block n*gga somebody got hit
blue rag in my left pocket, 30 on my hip
all these n*ggas trolling on the net ‘til somebody got clipped
spazz died and los died and a few n*ggas got grabbed
new money like i’m zeek, send a b*tch like a.g
i just swapped the rollie out and came bussdown ap
n*ggas showing fake love but i know they hate me
sympathizing with them suckas you can die with them
20 thousand all blues stuffеd in my amiri jeans
like a real b*tch if i told you how my guys did it
i’m cutting stolеn bases so you knowing i can’t slide with ‘em
n*gga think he hercules until that fire hit ‘em
he ain’t on the suckas as me he can’t be my n*gga
i’m in nyc smoking n*ggas by the wood
60 thousand all blues try to reach and you get cooked
tip toeing in these prada’s i got blood on my foot
i just ran the trap up 20k in all dub
i just came sp*ceship behind a 10 with a gun
you can loose me or you can choose b*tch i’m not falling in love
left his blood on the curb, street sweep [?]
ain’t no straddling the fence you f*ck with them or f*ck with us
n*ggas in it for the clout, but wasn’t there when it was rough
brother think he see the suckas, f*ck it roll the windows up
i’ve been in it since a jit i ain’t never been a [?]
who the talk around the city n*ggas knowing that its us
caught a opp and popped a liter like they do it in the club
i know cuh really a b*tch he ain’t never popped his gun
all that trolling on the net but he never spilt no blood
i am not one of them b*tch i’m in a different league
collecting hats like it’s [?] n*gga you nothing like me
was in that cell ‘til i bail, 12 ain’t tryna set me free
tryna swim but he drowned ‘cause he jumped in to deep
oh, you loving bkandz baby reach my hand and pay the fee
i ain’t into scam baby hit the blade and you gon’ bleed
[outro]
grah grah, hit the blade and you gon’ bleed
grah grah, yeah free the 3z man back to back to back to back on this sh*t man yall better check that mother f*cking stat sheet man, that mexican key way that put hands on n*ggas
it’s a stand over a f*ck n*gga broad day
yea, down in ny with this sh*t gang

- bkandzmb3z lyrics

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