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lirik lagu “let em have it” – memothemafioso

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[intro]
let them n*ggas have it bro
ready?
yup n*gga
that’s yo’ ass n*gga!

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[verse 1: memothemafioso]
why you talkin’ like you wit it boy?
i know that you a phony
you claimin’ that you real
then you gonna have to show me
never been a b*tch and i put that on my homies
and i been about my sh*t ain’t n0body ever hoe me
i remember i was makin’ plays by my lonely
when i was just a youngin tryna ball like i’m kobe
you was in the stands i was really goin’ ot
big brodie keep a 40 like he addicted to the oe
i’ve been makin’ plays but i keep that sh*t lowkey
i don’t take a loss if you lane switch on me
you can talk sh*t but yo’ main b*tch blow me
and i know it make you mad that yo’ main b*tch know me
i ain’t wit the games b*tch you know that i don’t play those
actin’ h*lla hard but he soft like play*doh
i been sippin’ lean you been sippin’ on that karo
i’m a muf*ckin mack to these hoes like sayso
aye, who you foolin’ why you lie fo?
you ain’t never heard a chop sing like a high note
if you sneak dissin’ on the mob you get fired on
make that b*tch ring like a muf*ckin iphone
[verse 2: sethii shmactt]
aye, b*tch where yo’ mans at?
prolly somewhere hatin’ cause we win and they can’t stand that
n*gga, and i got yo’ b*tch bringin’ chicken in
i’m a cutthroat, you n*ggas sweet like cinnamon
b*tch i can f*ck you and yo’ best friend
hit it from the back she say “d*mn!” like kendrick
all my n*ggas slidin’ i ain’t talkin’ bout electric
big glock, n*gga sh*t can get hectic
aye, f*ck a b*tch ima marry guap
i can’t trust sh*t these hoes tell like the marriott
do we lack? f*ck no b*tch we carry glocks
gas pack, magic in the wood call it harry pott
and it’s mob x cg hittin’ big stains
fat woods, in love with mary jane b*tch i’m rick james
young thug, like that n*gga from the rich gang
strip teasin’, leave a n*gga with some sh*t stains
b*tch!

[verse 3: e. corleone]
real mob n*gga, all black the apparel
and i don’t do the talkin’ p*ssy come talk to the barrel
all my n*ggas ain’t for nothing we ’bout it for real
so let a n*gga disrespect and he bound to get peeled
that n*gga bucks about to cut b*tch you better get back
cause if he creepin’ on yo’ ass then you know it’s a wrap
they all talk p*ssy n*ggas be focused on rap
meanwhile the mob up in them streets really uppin them stacks
i heard yo’ n*gga turned snitch what a f*ckin’ disgrace
gave me a even better reason to get n*ggas erased
i got n*ggas that’ll get you gone without leavin’ a trace
watch what you say spittin’ on the mob it’s the the biggest mistake
i like how n*ggas love to talk but ain’t sayin’ a thing
you come thru flexin’ over here bet we snaggin’ them chains
we quick to peel a n*gga back if he funkin with gang
we call of duty n*ggas blocks if they think it’s a game
i got some k!llas from the bay and them n*ggas go manii
i got some eses really loco they really go brazy
mob b*tch we known to give n*ggas the blues
so disrespect we leave yo’ momma cryin’ on the news

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