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heart - el jefe (can), sick ppl & streameum lyrics

[intro: sick ppl & el jefe]
(hold up, hold up, why you wanna play?)
(we could’ve been superstars and then you went away)
my n*gga
[?] sh*t man, free the motherf*ckin’ psychos man
yeah, grrt
baow, baow, baow
yeah, yeah, yeah, brrt
(hold up, hold up, why you wanna play?)
(we could’ve been superstars and then you went away)
baow, baow, baow
you know what i’m sayin’, are you stupid?
grrt, you dunno, grrt
free all my guys, free all the psychos, [?], grrt
[?]
([?] made this mother f*ckin’ beat)

[chorus: sick ppl]
my youngin’ he want him a body
he ain’t tryna go party
i’m still screamin’ f*ck all my opps, i mean that sh*t, straight from the heart
this g23 got a switch, you run up on me, it gon’ split you in two
like how you gang? you never hop out with gl!ck and put sh*t on the news

[verse 1: el jefe]
still screamin’ free my n*ggas locked up, fightin’ first degrees
i just came home from the camp, i bet you’ve heard of mе
i got this fn in my hand, put him on tv screens
break it down, gram for gram, i’m still servin’ fiends
punch mе in, fourth quarter, pull up, shoot from three
these n*ggas don’t want work, these n*ggas ain’t ’bout beef
i got a heater tucked in my amiri jeans
number **** dead, they can’t play with gang
[chorus: sick ppl]
my youngin’ he want him a body
he ain’t tryna go party
i’m still screamin’ f*ck all my opps, i mean that sh*t, straight from the heart
this g23 got a switch, you run up on me, it gon’ split you in two
like how you gang? you never hop out with gl!ck and put sh*t on the news

[interlude: sick ppl]
hold up, hold up, why you wanna play?
we be shootin’ guns they say, “they k!ll”, that’s what they say
hold up, hold up, why you wanna play?
we be shootin’ guns they say, “they k!ll”, that’s what they say

[verse 2: sick ppl]
f*ck that, who’s that? anyone throw down get smoke, no internet bagnin’
she love me ’cause i’m armed and i’m dangerous
make it home, don’t fail no mission
to the work that i put in the kitchen
then i put it in the pot, start mixin’
then i tell my bad b*tch “do the dishes”
then i tell my young n*ggas go ship it
i made 36k off of wholesales
but i made seventy when i trip it
don’t walk in this trap you could die like ****
i don’t think you wanna end up like he did
i don’t even gotta see it, i don’t even gotta touch it
just bring it to the crib and i count it
king psycho, pain your allowance
if a man can’t swim then we drown him
[chorus: sick ppl]
my youngin’ he want him a body
he ain’t tryna go party
i’m still screamin’ f*ck all my opps, i mean that sh*t, straight from the heart
this g23 got a switch, you run up on me, it gon’ split you in two
like how you gang? you never hop out with gl!ck and put sh*t on the news

[outro]
(hold up, hold up, why you wanna play?)
(we could’ve been superstars and then you went away)
(hold up, hold up, why you wanna play?)
(we could’ve been superstars and then you went away)

- el jefe can sick ppl streameum lyrics

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