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lirik lagu step brothers 2 – ceo jizzle

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[intro: kato2x]
know she eat the d*ck, she got dimples, uh
hard on a b*tch, i can pimp her, uh
every time an opp die, i’ma drop another song
’cause they call me a rapper, n*gga

[verse 1: kato2x]
every time an opp die, i’ma drop another song, uh, ’cause i’m realer (i’m realer)
i just been f*ckin’ with k!llers, uh (k!llers)
if she ain’t thick, i ain’t hit her, uh (i ain’t hit that)
know she eat the d*ck, she got dimples, uh (she gon’ eat it up)
hard on a b*tch, i can pimp her, uh (i can pimp me a ho)
neck look like it’s christmas, uh (uh, bah*bah)
got shots like bartenders, uh (go crazy)
ridin’ in the benz on spinners
you don’t f*ck with me, n*gga, you don’t f*ck with jizzle, uh (you don’t f*ck with jizzle)
every time i save one of these p*ssy*ass n*ggas, i regret it, we should’ve just k!lled him, uh (should’ve k!lled that b*tch)
washed up*ass n*gga, we don’t know y’all, ayy, free them certified members, uh (ayy, free shiesty)
automatic chopper gon’ end ’em
n*gga, we quick to put switches on pistols, uh (on god)
n*ggas gon’ take what?
like bo said, call backup (n*ggas better call backup)
these p*ssy n*ggas gon’ make me act up (n*ggas gon’ make me act up)
since then, n*gga, i ain’t put my jewelry up (n*gga, i’m outside)
n*gga, i pop outside all black with the ski mask
automatic chopper with my jewelry on (my jewelry on)
hoppin’ on camera, i’ma do a n*gga wrong
n*gga got me f*cked up, put him on a stone
[verse 2: ceo jizzle]
i’m a gangster, i say it in every song
n*gga play with 2x, i’ma do him wrong
ayy, 2, you really gave them n*ggas too much credit
n*ggas can’t afford no tombstone
i’m a reaper, i’ma chase a n*gga ass home
we ain’t squashin’ no beef, we can get it on
he lived short, but that b*tch started long
try to take it, i’ma die, k!ll with it on
you gon’ die if a n*gga try to take somethin’
n*gga play with bo, i’ma face somethin’
been slidin’ through the city since eight*somethin’
don’t show me too much, i’ma snake somethin’
i’m a slimy*ass n*gga, don’t trust me
got a chopper case a n*gga wanna touch me
you gon’ die if you ever try to buck me
young turnt n*gga, yeah, your b*tch wanna f*ck me (pull up on me)

[verse 3: kato2x]
yeah, i’m in the middle of seattle with robbers and k!llers and i’m just a rapper, uh (i’m just a rapper)
way before i rapped a lyric on the beat, i was him, we ain’t even know nothin’ about him, uh (we ain’t even know him)
which one next? don’t matter, uh (don’t matter)
we got the sticks for the battle, uh (for the battle)
soldier beef, i ain’t with the chatter (i ain’t with the chatter)
pull up on the bus, hop out like melvin
leave a n*gga short breath like he got asthma
caught him with his pants down, why you ain’t grab him? (why you ain’t grab him?)
n*gga go to jail, still die, we stab him (we shanked his ass up)
n*gga, i got locked, ‘posed to drop me an album (on god)
these n*ggas ain’t opposition (n*ggas ain’t opp)
threw a party in my city, not an opp in it (these n*ggas b*tches)
it was a lot of bad b*tches and some shots in it (yeah, oh yeah)
had the switch with a glock in it (ayy, what you had on, n*gga?)
givenchy my top, dior my shoes, n*gga, i was fresh as h*ll (n*gga, i was fresh as h*ll)
yeah, n*gga played in this b*tch, cut his head off, sent it in the mail (sent it in the mail)
yeah, ‘fore i let a n*gga k!ll me, i’ll keep callin’ from globaltel (from globaltel)
yeah, been k!llin’ for the n*gga so long, go back, they gon’ give me bail (they gon’ give me bail)
yeah, i had a foreign, n*gga, yeah, before i had my l
i ain’t cappin’, n*gga, yeah, call up, ask l (ask him, n*gga)
i be on some p sh*t, n*gga, she say she like my smell (how you smell?)
yeah, i smell like a what? opp pack, b*tch, you don’t know who it is (you don’t even know who he is)
[verse 4: casino jizzle]
you don’t even know who it is (h*ll nah)
you don’t even know who got k!lled (h*ll nah)
hop out, walk down, get close
i bet you n0body live (everybody gotta go)
you know i’m on it for real (on god)
in the ‘yo, i be poppin’ these pills (these percs)
bro was him ‘fore he got him a deal
he’ll take that ice off and get active still
yup, you know we on it (duh)
i’m a demon, show me my opponent (show me my)
got a chopper that shoot ’til the morning (what?)
get caught, bet i go out like tony (goin’ out like tony)
gotta go, i’ma take a n*gga with me (on god)
chopper hold sixty, but i put fifty (put fifty)
keep dissin’, but i keep on spinnin’
you n*ggas ain’t gangster, y’all b*tches (y’all some hoes)
on god

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