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how - fmb dz lyrics

[intro]
(my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)

[chorus]
they like my mans just got k!lled, i’m like, “how?”
they said the load just got flipped, i’m like, “how?”
n*ggas think they really f*ckin’ with me, i’m like, “how?”
n*gga run up on me the wrong way, you gon’ hear baow

[verse 1]
i let my mans hear some unreleased, he like, “wow”
the streets need this sh*t ’cause we ain’t had it in a while
all this bullsh*t n*ggas been droppin’ for the clowns
we hit an opp block, sent his pops out him, bl!cked him down
we don’t talk much, we just pull up and get to goin’
i paid top dollar for the top shotta, he be scorin’
ain’t no catchin’ us, we ain’t regular, wе in the foreign
wonder did my mama know shе had a goat when i was born?
i wonder did them n*ggas know i was gon’ blow before they switched?
i know them n*ggas in they feelings, so you know i got the switch
you got yours, i got mines, let’s have a blowout in this b*tch
grab two pops and blew the blinds, let’s drop a four out for my sh*t
trackhawks back to back, i’m too aggressive for these n*ggas
show any sign of disrespect, we get to pressin’ all these n*ggas
i don’t rap beef, i catch a n*gga out and see what’s poppin’
drop a hundred sh*lls on his e*lade truck and leave it rockin’
[chorus]
they like my mans just got k!lled, i’m like, “how?”
they said the load just got flipped, i’m like, “how?”
n*ggas think they really f*ckin’ with me, i’m like, “how?”
n*gga run up on me the wrong way, you gon’ hear baow
they like my mans just got k!lled, i’m like, “how?”
they said the load just got flipped, i’m like, “how?”
n*ggas think they really f*ckin’ with me, i’m like, “how?”
n*gga run up on me the wrong way, you gon’ hear baow

[verse 2]
brodie died with a brick on him, and he kept two sticks on him
sometimes i say wonder how you let them n*ggas get on you
i gotta keep my guard up, these streets done left me scarred up
i ain’t cried in years, but when i heard the news i balled up
i ain’t gotta sound back, my work ethic tell you that
i’m like, “f*ck gettin’ dressed”, i’m back to wearin’ nike techs
these n*ggas thinkin’ they me, it’s only one dz
ask eastside reup, i had these n*ggas playin’ keepup
ain’t no n*gga tried me
i made the streets sign me
i ain’t goin’ lookin’ for no deal, they had to come find me
now everybody know the apes, i been f*ckin’ up the pape’
it’s time for me to get it straight, just talked to p the other day
i’m ’bout to fly out to the a, and, b*tch, i still collect the checks
my duffel bag worth a ‘vette, b*tches be payin’ me for s*x
i swear i’m done with these n*ggas, these n*ggas bad for your flashin’
bro, i ain’t got sh*t for these n*ggas until i see a n*gga step, huh, woop
[chorus]
they like my mans just got k!lled, i’m like, “how?”
they said the load just got flipped, i’m like, “how?”
n*ggas think they really f*ckin’ with me, i’m like, “how?”
n*gga run up on me the wrong way, you gon’ hear baow

- fmb dz lyrics

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