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lirik lagu helluva – sada baby

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[chorus]
ayy, skeezas, huh
i got real fiens, n*ggas they’ll do it all
they dont even want the dog, they do the nah
but if i let’m hit the raw, its gone lock his jaw
soon as dat needle hit his vein, watch the body fall
i got real brothers wit me they’ll shoot who eva
brazy bullets in dey straps gone thru whateva
off them percs, actin extra neva bein jealous
we have the lil dreads togetha ain’t sh*t they can tell us

[verse]
bust that sh*t out, the wrapper press everything
hit the, hit trap door stretch everythang
when them n*gga bend the corner wet everthang
hit them n*ggas when they cop text erybody
kno i got big chops whack everybody
my n*ggas chewing threw der chicken like its teyriaki
gps on ? know its whereabouts
never give a b*tch my heart she gotta tear it out
i pray to jesus every night f*ck im scared about
i pray to god ery morning f*ck im scared of
i keep a ? n*gga with me he dont care nun
step in the beef for a 100 like some air 1s
get to beatin on a n*gga like some snare drums
we got arms in this b*tch i dont bare nun
they got us finger prints my lil n*gga dont wear gloves
but they snitch in on no body he woudnt dare fold
properly disrespting you n*ggas, f*ckin der hoes
treatin like a inertube leave that n*gga with air holes
den take his b*tch to the trap off dey hoe
give that n*gga one red eye like he keno
i smoke top shelf it came from ?
my mexican beat a n*gga ass, danny trejo
hope off my connection, flight got a lay over
snuck a duece on a plane
b*tch start the day over
talk bout ya self
can’t tell you bout my ppl
all my n*ggas thero we dont care bout sh*t
do sh*t illegal hang out with the plug i found out you
malcom in the middle ak epadural give that n*gga shot in
his liver 45 make him earl what u thinks gone happen with that eagle, pulled up in a forigen , i use to do donuts in the regal hop out its a scortcher any n*gga think i ain’t evil he gone need a dr introduce him to my iner demons

[chorus]
ayy, skeezas, huh
i got real fiens, n*ggas they’ll do it all
they dont even want the dog, they do the nah
but if i let’m hit the raw, its gone lock his jaw
soon as dat needle hit his vein, watch the body fall
i got real brothers wit me they’ll shoot who eva
brazy bullets in dey straps gone thru whateva
off them percs, actin extra neva bein jealous
we have the lil dreads togetha ain’t sh*t they can tell us

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