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lirik lagu u made it hard – ceo trayle

[intro]
(stribb on the beat)

[chorus]
yeah, they say this sh*t was supposed to be easy, but you made it hard
she probably got a couple purses, but she played her part
yeah, they just got the okay from me to spray his dogs
i was just dancin’ with the devil, so i played the dog
we ain’t comin’ out at day, amiris hold my glock, we skate
i’m sorry for this wait
yeah, plug just came, dropped off this load, said, “sorry for this weight”
yeah, it was just me and my lil’ boy, been countin’ this sh*t all day

[verse 1]
ayy, ayy, hold your glocks in the air, shoot a n*gga if he stare
n*gga can’t tell me sh*t, he wasn’t there
yeah, i’ma shoot for myself
ayy, it was quiet, did this sh*t likе steph
thirty them shots like stеph
ayy, n*gga, don’t worry about big boss c4, n*gga better try protect hisself
ayy, ayy, n*gga, this sh*t too easy, uh, n*gga, this sh*t too easy, uh
n*gga, we get too greasy
ayy, i was in the h*llcat pullin’ on bleveland
ayy, i done did all this, you wouldn’t believe it
ayy, and if i up this, you wouldn’t’ve seen it
gang finna come beat down his block, then double back, this sh*t the remix
ayy, i was just big boss backdoor kickin’ it
ayy, i don’t even trust this n*gga, he fidgetin’
ayy, and if she ain’t f*ck me, no biggity
and if she did f*ck me, she sick of me
you must’ve thought i ain’t have my bl!ck on me
ayy, shoot ’til it’s crickets, but ain’t no jiminy
ayy, and i ain’t feelin’ this b*tch, she feelin’ me
ayy, p*ssy*ass n*ggas still tryna get rid of me, 4
[chorus]
yeah, they say this sh*t was supposed to be easy, but you made it hard
she probably got a couple purses, but she played her part
yeah, they just got the okay from me to spray his dogs
i was just dancin’ with the devil, so i played the dog
i don’t give a f*ck how you feel ’bout the world, this sh*t is ours
ayy, you know n*ggas be bad for business, get that sh*t dissolved
i don’t give a f*ck about no image, n*gga, i been the boss

[verse 2]
n*gga, this amg got twin exhaust
ayy, yeah, i rap, but i spinned of course
ayy, she suck d*ck until she get ho*rs*
if you need to clique up, that mean you lost
ayy, unc’ was supposed to give me his porsche
they was just posted with me in them wards
[?][1:44]
that new motherf*cker only got two doors
n*gga know my crib got two backdoors
me and my crib, we live by codes
he thought it was in, but he got zoed
n*gga ain’t my friend, tryna beef ’bout hoes
n*gga, me and my brothers goin’ in on ‘bows
first l, dropped four, now fendi my clothes
n*gga backdoored him, n*gga backdoored them
n*gga, i’ma keep backdoorin’ ’til i get old
ayy, i was the first kicker, you remember?
tried do a stickup, we ain’t get him
went to his location, i remember
ayy, backdoor been kicked since the beginning
popped out, twin glocks, so we twinning
opped out, kick rocks ‘fore i k!ll him
ayy, hanging the dead bodies from the ceiling
ayy, 4 make a real riot in the prison
4

- ceo trayle

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