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lirik lagu concrete – bun b & statik selektah

[intro: westside gunn]
ayo
grr
boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom

[verse 1: westside gunna]
ayo, i know some lowhead status stick you for your horse
no remorse, i weigh the mac-12 out the porsche
surely you and me look alike, i sell brick for sport
when you’re on the red y’all some kings stabbed a [one?] in court (nah)
40 with your d-ck make the whole crowd scatter
all my n-gg-s rich, from the shooter to the bagger
balenciaga duffle bag filled with whole slabs
step on these rings you gettin’ toe tag (boom-boom-boom-boom)
trillstatik, you know this sh-t don’t write
i swear i been fly my whole life
a n-gg- be paranoid
i sleep with the pole every night
god is the greatest, looked at my plug like we made it
my style look like kerry james marshall painted it (ah)
i heard your alb-m and i hated it

[verse 2: bun b]
f-ck it, you need to stop rappin’ n-gg- and wait a bit
a bulldog with the leash off
grabbed the gloves and polished the piece off
yo f-ck homie, he soft
and i’m concrete, realest n-gg- on feet
the shotgun is riding shotgun, i’m feeling complete
don’t ride down bun’s street, it won’t end good
i’m triple og motherf-cker, i’ve been good
from the west side to windwood, haters know
you barkin’ up the wrong tree, that ain’t the way to go
pull a big thing with them extras out
that’s what that big boy flex about, you n-gg-s up next, i’m out
‘cause i don’t really do this sucka sh-t
for real, you must not know who you f-ckin’ with
it’s 100 when you see me
i get jewelry from mike jordan, man you n-gg-s couldn’t be me
i used to have a pocket full of stones, now i got properties and homes
there ain’t no stoppin’ me, it’s on n-gg-

[verse 3: termanology]
uh, hangin’ out with bun & west
grab my gun and vest
100 percent chance body died, know nothing less
before the live streams, it was con scenes
mercedes benz with the rims since i was 19
greatest puerto-rican rapper since joe and pun
you could line up a hundred and couldn’t show me one
take my time with this verse until i know it’s done
my mama had nightmares, they k!lled the only son
walked into the store to cop a limbase
some kid got shot in this mente, they ended his day
my whip the color of yay, but i don’t whip yay
when i did, it was heavy, i had my sh-t sprayed
now we streaming on tidal, they let this sh-t play
made history with my idols, we had a big day
it’s trillstatik ‘cause real hip-hop matters
you can bite the idea, but we had it before you had it, facts

- bun b statik selektah

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