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lirik lagu i’m the one – lpb poody

[intro]
i gotta— i gotta come on strong
i ain’t tryna come on just sayin’ some everything everybody said
anything, know what i’m sayin’?
gaow, baow
oh, come on, man
for real
we the reason why shots are gettin’ fired in the city, n*gga (timmy da hitman)
stop hidin’ and pop out, you hear me?
ayy, look

[chorus]
i’m the reason why the city still hot
i’m the reason why the other side sendin’ shots
n*ggas say they doin’ this and that but they not
tell them p*ssy boys, “please stop hidin’ and pop out”
hangin’ with these rockstars, all they know is rock out
get r*t*rded with that stick like some f*ckin’ dropouts
all my n*ggas put in work, we don’t nеver clock out
can’t be f*ckin’ with thesе hoes, all these b*tches opped out
they know we the ones who gon’ get it started
i’m the reason why them young n*ggas get r*t*rded
who invented that? (what?)
bringin’ guns to the party
mac*11, glock 19, ars, and carbons
my n*ggas put switches and beams on they 40
hangin’ with the og, been clutchin’ since a shorty
certified street n*gga, i should get awarded
ain’t nothin’ like them lames, them n*ggas get us started
[verse]
peanut b*tter glock, i played the b*tch, don’t jam
i be quick to shoot at somethin’ and i ain’t talkin’ red cam
i been with the shooters trappin’, no, we don’t scam
no, we don’t promote beef but they gon’ put it on the ‘gram
real n*ggas don’t say sh*t, they keep it off the internet
f*ck n*ggas get hollywood and really, i ain’t feelin’ that
gotta keep that sh*t a hundred, seem i invented that
couple 12 get involved, them crackers gon’ try to interact
clap two times, give a shout*out to my enemies
them n*ggas spinned the block and they ain’t end up k!llin’ me
ain’t doin’ no photo when it’s pressure, this sh*t still in me
i preach to the young n*ggas, i got these jits feelin’ me
and how i feel, all these f*ck n*ggas, they envy me
ain’t got no rap for you n*ggas so save your energy
we the ones who with the folk sh*t, refresh your memory
go to war with everybody, b*tch, i mean literally
i’m that young n*gga who they wanna k!ll
poody tom brady, call them plays in the field
i’m the main reason why they can’t sit still
they gon’ tell you what it ain’t, but i’ma tell you what it is
i’m that lil’ n*gga that’s gon’ f*ck a n*gga b*tch
i’m a big dog to you baby*ass pigs
i’m the n*gga why they threw a hundred on the stick
but we ain’t gon’ talk about why they dog rest in p*ss
[chorus]
i’m the reason why the city still hot
i’m the reason why the other side sendin’ shots
n*ggas say they doin’ this and that but they not
tell them p*ssy boys, “please stop hidin’ and pop out”
hangin’ with these rockstars, all they know is rock out
get r*t*rded with that stick like some f*ckin’ dropouts
all my n*ggas put in work, we don’t never clock out
can’t be f*ckin’ with these hoes, all these b*tches opped out
they know we the ones who gon’ get it started
i’m the reason why them young n*ggas get r*t*rded
who invented that? (what?)
bringin’ guns to the party
mac*11, glock 19, ars, and carbons
my n*ggas put switches and beams on they 40
hangin’ with the og, been clutchin’ since a shorty
certified street n*gga, i should get awarded
ain’t nothin’ like them lames, them n*ggas get us started

- lpb poody

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