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lirik lagu 2 things you can’t come back from – philthy rich

[intro: juvenile]
y’all know what it is, n*gga
it’s neno and philthy rich in this b*tch
i’ma tell you like this, yeah
loose lips sink ships
n*gga, and some of you motherf*ckers lips saying aircraft carriers
need to shut your f*cking mouth up, mind your own and get your own, n*gga
stay out of my way, and i ain’t in your’s
let’s do this
as we proceed

[chorus: philthy rich]
two things you can’t come back from
being a snitch and a f*gget
make sure my n*ggas eat, when i ain’t have it
my young n*ggas calling me to come get on something
that n*gga’s calling from jail, so they could hold something
you gotta keep it 100, all the way around
sending jail pics for my n*ggas when i’m out of town
collect calls, hit the b*tton, ain’t need to hear the sound
you’d be the fakest n*gga, if you let them down

[verse 1: philthy rich]
they don’t know what i go through, what these f*gget ass hoеs do
they think that they know, but it’s not a lot that i show you
they blind to thе facts, they just seeing what they seeing
all they know is i’m having money, and i’m riding european
’cause a n*gga stand out, so they got they hand out
same n*ggas wanted me dead, what i was hearing ’bout
kept the lord in my life, and my head to the sky
them n*ggas wasn’t at [?] when i was fighting for my life
man, that only made me stronger, since then my money longer
old friends from the past, been on my phone longer
[?] from the main, and rick, he from the hill
behind them two n*ggas, [?] clapping behind the steal
yeah [?] on my line, he tryna get his appeal
[?] comisary, he tryna get him a mill
i’m just tryna get a deal, and show him this sh*t is real
for my n*ggas read the paper, they say that i just got k!lled
it’s philthy
[chorus: philthy rich]
two things you can’t come back from
being a snitch and a f*gget
make sure my n*ggas eat, when i ain’t have it
my young n*ggas calling me to come get on something
that n*gga’s calling from jail, so they could hold something
you gotta keep it 100, all the way around
sending jail pics for my n*ggas when i’m out of town
collect calls, hit the b*tton, ain’t need to hear the sound
you’d be the fakest n*gga, if you let them down

[verse 2: juvenile]
rats everywhere, they got cheese eaters around us
you was tryna hide, but they told them, now you surrounded
they collect the money, they [?] put you in county
took you off the streets, and put 20 g’s on the bounty
you ain a dirty world, [?] pull the soap out
n0body hanging n*ggas, but n*ggas’ll pull a roap out
you ain’t hear the story, ’bout how they ran in my ho house?
i ain’t even know it, until they pull all the [?] out
somebody put the low out, know how they go out
hate to see you [?] we f*ck him up when we roll out
rat city, these snitches talking they mouth off
load up the chopper, and use the bullets as mouth wash

- philthy rich

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