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never been - cash kidd lyrics

[verse 1: rocaine]
i never been a ho, i put that on my mama
all my n*ggas got the mags, these ain’t no condems
i lay a p*ssy down, if he sending problems
have him staring at more choppers than the ghost rider
she ride the d*ck with no hands, she be ghost riding
getting head [?] while i [?]
i heard his death on my hands, but i ain’t worried ’bout it
how the f*ck you looking for me when i’m not hiding?
my n*gga tay f*cked up, and he ain’t [?]
got the 40 on him now, he dair you try to rob him
b*tch, my name [?] i ain’t with the fighting
b*tch, i always carey [?]
everybody got them straps, and they not licenced
my n*gga [?] he ain’t ghost writing

[chorus: rocaine]
i nevеr been a f*ck n*gga
i never going broke
i nеver been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
[verse 2: cash kidd]
i ain’t never been a ho, i put that on my mama
that sh*t you spent on your car, i spent that on my closet
hundred round drum, i put that on my chopper
all that money you brag about, gon’ spend that on a doctor
i grind hard, grind hard til i’m in a big mansion
my wrist dancing, my ear ringing, stay moonwalking like m. jackson
i been stacking, run up and get wacked, ’cause i’m strapped like bin ladin
big gun with a drum on that b*tch, i think i’m nick cannon
let’s go, let’s get this sh*t cracking, let’s state some facts, n*gga
your favorite rapper just rapping, he don’t live that sh*t in his raps, n*gga
f*ck your b*tch and give her back, n*gga
you wondering why your b*tch choose
but if you knew what i paid for these, then you’d probably be on my d*ck too
they talking down, til i catch them walking round
hold it down, bao bao bao, spark the crowd, they chalk the ground
bullet holes so big, i can see right through him like an ultrasound
shoot his legs [?] got n0body like a foster child
b*tch

[chorus: rocaine]
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
[verse 3: ca$$o]
i ain’t never been a ho, you can go and tell them that
as far as me being broke, i’m never going back
fact, all these n*ggas act, but i got a strap
so n*ggas that put on [?] clap
i be like f*ck everybody, [?]
got everybody looking, like who is this n*gga ca$$o?
i’m the n*gga from the way [?] sh*t like the lotto
your b*tch all on my d*ck, if she brave enough, she can swallow
[?]
all y’all n*ggas [?] y’all be sounding like some preachers
how the f*ck you gon’ expect for us to take you n*ggas serious?
we don’t know your names, but you asking five for a feature, n*gga
that’s too bad, y’all think [?]
[?] myself, because i’m getting [?]
[?] them guns drawn, ’cause you mad
[?] phone call, your mans down, that’s too bad
ca$$o, n*gga

[chorus: rocaine]
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
i never been a f*ck n*gga
i’m never going broke
[verse 4: stackboi ty]
[?] n*ggas, locked up, i’m going with them
feds talk, i never listen
stick to k!llers, go and get them
[?] talk, serie ass n*ggas
broke as h*ll ain’t talking ’bout sh*t, scary ass n*ggas
[?] on your block, aim for your grandma block
[?] got the [?]
[?] drum, that’s 50 in the glock
trap house going [?]
oh, you broke and need some help
[?] f*cked up, n*gga
where the f*ck was you when we was f*cked up, n*gga?
f*ck a handout, switch your game up
rule number one, no new n*ggas, day ones
but if a n*gga talking [?], we best friends
[?] with them m’s, they get the fn
run up on n*ggas with no mask
body bags, yellow tape, [?] toe tag

- cash kidd lyrics

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