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lirik lagu out tha pen – masterj

[intro: masterj]

bounce wit me
rock wit me
the system ain’t stoppin me
they trap ounce
i got liters
country fiends
callin me the feeder

12 ounce wit me
rock wit me
the burner
and the glock wit me

came up making stops
when i come out i’ll keep it hot

[hook: masterj]

n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name

got clear sh-t
like propane
no purp stains
on my burmanes
trappin ever since
the fourth grade
young frito ye
got snow mane

n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name

after hours at wasabi’s
lights flashin thru tha gl-ss pane
that’s my asian b-tch
su yang
teryaki on me
no low mein

[verse: masterj]

packs stacked from the floor ye
i been tryina sell the whole thang
frito wit me he the door mane
saint james begging to the lord prayin

what did he do to deserave this
i know this ish ain’t worth it
blue lights flash through the curtains
n-gg-‘s juggling packs like a circus

movin to the east
the block was filled with heat
b-ms still ain’t got sh-t to eat

they’d do anything for a feast
snitchin trippin
12 workin with fiends

i just sold a pint of lean
feds lurkin let it squeeze
pigs squeel
streets too real
i’m just tryina sign a deal

but i’m movin
too much blocks
my paycheck
steady as rock

my chevy
patrolin the block
full kitchen we stocked
betty crocker pots

n-gg-‘s followin what’s hot man
they need to surf they own wave
youngins f-cking up the money
for that sh-t i go dummy

semi turnin punks to lunch meat
i remember when i started hustling
f-ck with me melon crushed easy
i’ll never go back to struggling

i just spent another rack
now i gotta flipp it back
always watch your f-cking back
they’ll flip on you that’s facts

i spent a 850 on hats
my plug took it to the crib

yeah we flippin lids
n-gg- i’ll split ya wig
but hold up
look at what time it is

masterj gonn make it big
twisted figures playin all in your crib
i see em bouncin they with the sh-t
dopeman gotta whip to this

[hook: masterj]

n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name

got clear sh-t
like propane
no purp stains
on my burmanes
trappin ever since
the fourth grade
young frito ye
got snow mane

n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name

after hours at wasabi’s
lights flashin thru tha gl-ss pane
that’s my asian b-tch
su yang
teryaki on me
no low mein

[verse: masterj]

through her a line
and a pill
got her hooked
then i reel
in

stacks tall as the ceiling
thotties always try to feel him
but back to my main b-tch
caught her twerkin for a haitian

1 shot 2 shot
never believe the p-ssy is taken

never believe the p-ssy is yours
i been ridin on fours
i been sw-ngin them doors
watchers stay on record

grind hard
stay blazin
spent dope money
on cajun

booster pack
hade me hazin
use to trap
out of the days inn

more like the comfort inn
sheets full of sin
call over your b-tch
she strips to skin, we sleepin in

might whip a bentley or benz
ride or die for my kin
white kid with me that’s flin
migo b-tch that’s his friend

jackers on their polish
lock ya wallets
i made it through the hardest
but baking soda skin b-tch
still tryna to fit all this

chucktown so appalled
city took over the mall
i use to bang her in the stall
they taking all of our memories

straight out the pen
with this stem on me
hide tha sh-t
in a pack of pedigree

spendin 50 on jewelry
cut it out with that c–nery
hold it down for my city
chuck town we stay busy

west a keep it litty
r.i.p malato, e, and remmey

[hook: masterj]

n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name

got clear sh-t
like propane
no purp stains
on my burmanes
trappin ever since
the fourth grade
young frito ye
got snow mane

n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name
n-gg- you know the name

after hours at wasabi’s
lights flashin thru tha gl-ss pane
that’s my asian b-tch
su yang
teryaki on me
no low mein

[outro: masterj]

keep my sh-t hot
i was on the block
hide the rock in my socks
fiends smoke it like pot

homie tuckin the glock
always keep yo sh-t c-cked
make sure to update your stock
sirens buzzin
you buggin
i’m takin off

- masterj

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