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lirik lagu granny baby – eighty8 (rapper)

[intro]
sh*t get deep, n*gga, know you in that red zone
we got the lo’, you not n*ggas, finna slide (what?)
big ape sh*t, n0body safe, n*gga (grrt)
(sinista on da traxx)

[verse 1]
they like, “get that boy a leash”, lil’ one, get this off of me
can’t let ’em do me like no dog, can’t let no p*ssies auction me (nah)
they charging me for larceny, pullin’ stains and robberies
the say i bring this harmony, da want the wall from me, but that rico dodging me
i pay my lawyer to buy them weed (weed)
ppp, no fraud from me
thirty*three shots, ain’t dodging these (grrt)
pv, they watching me
why you like this? i got lots of reasons
remembеr me broke? for lots of seasons
sour whеre i’m from, sh*t lots of demons

[pre*chorus]
and we gon’ send a n*gga up
right there where yo’ dawg at
grave digger, paid n*gga, know my gang with all that
n*gga showin’ they hand before they slide, know what we call that
get my shiesty b*tch to send the lo’, that’s where he fall at
[chorus]
look at what they made me, hangin’ with the robbers, they corrupted
granny baby
used to deal me knowledge, now they hollering out “big eighty”
where i’m from, you sn*tch a body, they gon’ treat you like you jay*z
i think ’bout murder daily (murder daily)

[verse 2]
nah, for real, i’m planning on seeing a doctor, i’m just this close to stopping
say somethin’ wrong with me ’cause sticks and bl!cks to me, they sound like opera
ayy, sinatra, wagyu steak and lobsters, k!llers on my roster
can’t nothin’ stop us, five stars dining, we talk bodies over pasta
big ol’ knots and shots, ibakas, put this on, i bet it’s locked in
i love that smell, that smell a profit
need two doors for the way they knocking
cash money, bread in all four of my pockets
stunna and slim bought me two watches
papers in boxes, told me to stand on that business and f*ck them n*ggas, we n*z*s

[bridge]
sh*t get deep, n*gga, know you in that red zone (what?)
we got the lo’, you not n*ggas, finna slide (slide)
yeah, sh*t get deep, there go another n*gga head stoned
they like, “he brazy, got that bread and lost his mind”

[verse 3]
they like, “he highly active, still in traffic, somewhere baking ‘bows” (‘bows)
lil’ one served the masses and he taxin’, this sh*t on the floor (floor)
selling tito, jack right now, until the mic’ come off the road
i’m on that lil’ joc right now (now), they keep slicin’ up the phones
you was right when we was wrong (wrong), them incitement papers long (long)
lil’ one put a n*gga up (up), he said he had to make his bone (his bone)
i brought him home (home)
got like this, was selling packs and cracking thongs
won’t be safe out here, don’t say my name in songs (nah)
[pre*chorus]
and we gon’ send a n*gga up
right there where yo’ dawg at
grave digger, paid n*gga, know my gang with all that
n*gga showin’ they hand before they slide, know what we call that
get my shiesty b*tch to send the lo’ (the lo’), that’s where he fall at

[chorus]
look at what they made me, hangin’ with the robbers, they corrupted
granny baby
used to deal me knowledge, now they hollering out “big eighty”
where i’m from, you sn*tch a body, they gon’ treat you like you jay*z
i think ’bout murder daily (murder daily)

[verse 4]
you gon’ make me turn yo’ dog and them into paul bearers (paul bearers)
i let my nuts hang, say they don’t know nothin’ but the law scary (b*tch)
some of my n*ggas convicted, two strikers, but we all carry
consequence a diss and keep on rapping, get yo’ law buried (brrt)
i ain’t the type to joke, i put yo’ head up for purchase
last they heard of him, said the was dissing me in verses
heard he caught a a hundred rounds (rounds), body flip from the inertia (boom*boom, baow)
used to wake up from the sound of the older n*ggas purgin’ (oh, wow)

[pre*chorus]
and we gon’ send a n*gga up
right there where yo’ dawg at (come on)
grave digger, paid n*gga, know my gang with all that
n*gga showin’ they hand before they slide, know what we call that
get my shiesty b*tch to send the lo’ (the lo’), that’s where he fall at
[chorus]
look at what they made me, hangin’ with the robbers, they corrupted
granny baby
used to deal me knowledge, now they hollering out “big eighty”
where i’m from, you sn*tch a body, they gon’ treat you like you jay*z
i think ’bout murder daily
look at what they made me, hangin’ with the robbers, they corrupted (for real)
granny baby
used to deal me knowledge (b*tch), now they hollering out “big eighty”
where i’m from, you sn*tch a body, they gon’ treat you like you jay*z
i think ’bout murder daily (murder daily)

- eighty8 rapper

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