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lirik lagu bacc out – r3 da chilliman

[intro]
(kaliq got that heat)

[chorus]
they said i wouldn’t make it, had to grind out the gutter
she put that p*ssy on the gang, so i’m like, why do we love her?
they paid for what they did, but that sh*t still ain’t enough
don’t want n0body around me, that sh*t f*cked up my trust
seven hundred grand and that’s just one f*ckin’ cuban
up this pistol on you, don’t make no sudden movement
n*ggas fake and phony, watch ’em change by the day
it ain’t sh*t to suit up, be on your block with a k

[verse]
they ain’t think i’d bounce back, it was all bad, they forgot about me
then i popped back out with them bands, they wanna holler at me
gen5 bulgin’ out my pants, don’t approach me, man
i be sittin’ courtside with my b*tch, you in the nosebleed stands
it’s hard to believe the n*gga really ballin’, he don’t got no ice
bullets hit the n*gga below the waist, you don’t get no stripes
if you ain’t pop a n*gga up for threezy, you is not my homie
i’d rather hold my nuts then shake his hand, act like i don’t know him
you ain’t send a blitz, when sh*t got real, you ain’t war ready
b*tch, i’m poppin’ pills and sippin’ drank, i got a wock’ belly
i can hit the trap, tote straps and go k!ll n*ggas
or get rich off rap, kick up my feet and count mills, n*gga
[chorus]
they said i wouldn’t make it, had to grind out the gutter
she put that p*ssy on the gang, so i’m like, why do we love her?
they paid for what they did, but that sh*t still ain’t enough
don’t want n0body around me, that sh*t f*cked up my trust
seven hundred grand and that’s just one f*ckin’ cuban
up this pistol on you, don’t make no sudden movement
n*ggas fake and phony, watch ’em change by the day
it ain’t sh*t to suit up, be on your block with a k

- r3 da chilliman

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