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lirik lagu my turn – maneuver

[intro]
grah, grah, grah
ahhhh
gang, gang, gang
**joey*joey*joey*joey*joey**
get the f*ck off my d*ck n*gga
n*ggas know whats up n*gga
stop mentioning me in them f*cking songs n*gga
die jet, die f*cking gzzly n*gga
ahhhh
grah

[verse 1]
spin the hay then we spin through the villy, die y we dont f*ck with no drillys (die y, die y)
n*ggas broke throw it back so they iffy, throw up the west when we making sh*t litty
when we hop out the v we got them running quickly (we got them running quickly like) like, we the next face of the city
maneuver different she might pop a titty (maneuver* she might pop a titty), too many opps in this pack got me dizzy
i was taking risks trooping by myself, i was clutching the pole i never needed help (never needed help)
he got caught lacking by himself tried to fight for his life too much damage was delete
like, now that n*gga ? (now that n*gga ?), n*ggas told you get back that sh*t bad for your health
how the f*ck he survive them bullets made him melt, chest shot yeah thats some sh*t that he felt (bow, bow, bow, bow)
she popped it back n*gga died on a long way, he had a long day but couldn’t make it home (like what?)
? chico voicemail the dumb n*gga couldn’t answer his phone (chico)
2 different opps got packed in a week, chest and face on the block but he didn’t wanna leave
all they wanna do is text me on the net, no grip imma rip at his neck
n*ggas know the vibes im never ducking rec (like what?), keep mentioning bro in them songs got me fessed
n*gga caught a poke to his belly, roll up the blunt cuz i mix it with smelly (smelly)
so many opps that got clipped by the deli, they not crazy we make this sh*t heavy
n*ggas popped out the cut with the* (gunshot effect), like n*ggas wasn’t ready
[verse 2]
spin the hay then we spin through the villy, die y we dont f*ck with no drillys (die y, die y)
n*ggas broke throw it back so they iffy, throw up the west when we making sh*t litty (making sh*t litty)
when we hop out the v we got them running quickly like (running quickly like), we the next face of the city
maneuver different she might pop a titty (maneuver* she might pop a titty), too many opps in this pack got me dizzy (dizzy)

[verse 3]
sey buckz on my d*ck mentioning me in track, n*gga better duck ain’t no taking it back
get out the booth n*gga that sh*t wack, oh he hat put the beam to his hat
catch jp he get turn to a pack (to a pack), whole lotta shots cuz he speaking on rackz
n*ggas never where they say they at (grah, grah, grah, grah), to tact ain’t no time to react
jacking jet i catch him make him land it, boom got packed yeah they homeboy vanished
free bro n*gga made a vanish, tried to fight his life couldn’t manage
boom block need to get back stop capping for views, smoking matt savv couldve cleared out the 2z (matt savv)
what the f*ck did them lil n*ggas do? shots fired that sh*t made the news
if she get lit we move out to the 2z, if sh*t get lit then we know what to do (know what to do)
did what to who? no i dont got a clue, lil jay was running out his shoes (running out his shoes)
said “i love to get hot” n*gga shouldve did better, whole lot of shots you shouldve did better
upping 2 hands tryna dead him, get one up on me no i can’t let em
and im still on that block with this metal (with this metal), its maneuver flocking off the pedal (off the pedals)
and if its bout bread i put it on my schedule, way too different i hard to get next to like…

[outro]
n*gga never
grah
bow… bow, bow, bow
grah… grah, grah, boom
suck my d*ck, every opp shot n*gga
n*ggas kno the vibes
like…
n*ggas know the*
grah, grah, boom
grah
bow

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