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lirik lagu baby bintro – messy marv

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[intro: unknown]
what it is, it’s motherf*ckin [?] out here
i’ts about this eddy man
bout holdin’ gats semi automatics and blowin’ sh*t up
they call me baby aladdin[?] young [?] on mines
n*gga.. bout k!llin’ sh*t n*gga
bout gettin’ that money mayn, you know
yeah n*gga.. bout sittin’ on lexus, on twenty’s mayn spinnin’ mayn
everytime i stop n*gga, my rims blingin’ mayn
you better know my n*gga mess is gon’ love this fasho
[?]
yeah n*gga, you better know it
n*gga bout to ball on this b*tch
tryna stack a million in this b*tch, feel me
feel me?
r.i.p. [?]
to the homies locked down
rob g
silo
[?] records
stay down
koalition
eddy block
you know what’s crackin’
f*ck you marks from yelding*sloan park
n*gga
bay bin laden on mines, i got c*4 and all that sh*t to blow sh*t up n*gga
the whole block
five six seven
[verse: messy marv]
yeah it’s bigger, a few n*ggas know me now
i put in work, a few n*ggas owe me now
i got problems, just a few n*ggas on me now
koalition n*gga, i’m holdin’ it down, you feel me
droppin’ sh*lls mayn, gettin’ off rounds, feel me
f*ck love n*gga, fear lasts longer you hear me
n*gga this hood sh*t shady, where the bloods gone brazy
and the crips get crazy, it’s california
young n*gga thirteen’ll pull a wetter on ya
n*gga you better have a teflon sweater on ya (woo)
f*ck the east coast, nah i love the east
it’s just some of them n*ggas, need to watch they mouth*piece
chain holdin’ a charm, ice all on my arm
b*tch ring the alarm, you n*ggas just getting warm
mess been burnin’, dudes is huggin’ and turnin’ *scream*
i’m teachin’ em how to get shivers, my young n*ggas learnin’
cookin’ over the flame, lookin’ over the game
and if i left the bay the sh*t’ll never be the same
motherf*cka!

[outro: messy marv]
n*gga follow me n*gga
ride with me n*gga ha ha
young messcalen baby
you n*ggas bow down n*gga!
get your money game up mayn
get you some clothes n*gga, go get yo’ clothes game up n*gga!
get yo’ hustle game up n*gga!
stop hatin’ n*gga, keep my name out yo’ mouth n*gga!
you know what i’m talkin’ bout? get yo’ car game up n*gga!
put some shoes on your whip, get your shoe game up n*gga!
you know i’m talkin’ ’bout? we disobayish for this year n*gga!
yeah!
west coast!
we run the streets n*gga, fifty who?
[outro: unknown]
okay, oh, no he didn’t say anything about fifty, okay?
like fifty is my boo okay?
like twenty*five cent plus twenty*five cent
ain’t never hurt n0body y’all know
tight things come in small packages
swalla
everything was cool until my boo 50 cent got a restraining order on aj
and then sat his fine buff ass on b.e.t. and dry*snitched on everybody
they better not put they hands on my baby daddy 50 cent ’cause they don’t know me
okay?
i’m a undisputed featherweight.. g*y wrestling champion of the wooorld
okay?
g*g*g*g*g*unit
g*g*g*unit

[outro: messy marv]
when you come to san francisco
make sure you eat rudy’s b*b*b*b*bbq
on third and nuke em[?]
taste so good! *eating sounds*
make you wanna beat up yo’ b*tch
b*tch, come here b*tch! *clap clap*
*scream*
i got an [?]
n*gga look, look, look

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