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lirik lagu never bend never fold – tee grizzley & g herbo

[intro: tee grizzley & g herbo]
yeah (chopsquad)
herb, what up, my n*gga?
yeah (uh), yeah, okay
talk to ’em, okay, ayy
rich n*ggas with me (rich n*ggas)
real n*ggas with me (real n*ggas)
real k!llers with me (real k!llers)
send a n*gga six feet (bah)
we be totin’ bl!ckys
get your whip, swiss cheese (bah)
think i’m out of tennessee, b*tch i’m with the grizzlies (dj on the beat so it’s a banger)

[verse 1: tee grizzley & g herbo]
ayy, rappers all the time but we savages at the crib (back in [?])
tell minnie pull up foreign, tint the windows on this b*tch (yeah)
you know we plan on shootin’ first, if we ain’t bulletproofed this b*tch (grrah)
keep a n*gga with me that’s gon’ tell the police that they is (they is)
think a n*gga drunk, i put that forty to his wheel (bah)
if we don’t go on a chase, know i’ma do ’em big (skrr)
we went on two hits a day when brodie bought a seal (back to back)
i can’t even have the cake, feel like i’m doin’ trick (woo)
and that’s no bap (no cap)
had a hunnid at my momma house, before rap (that’s before rap)
left a n*gga with his strap like he had no strap (dropped it)
know somebody gotta die, we put it on cap (on god)
and you can’t sell a dime bag, b*tch that’s four strap (this sh*t raw)
[chorus: g herbo & tee grizzley]
we still live some young n*ggas (like some young n*ggas)
we still live some young n*ggas (like some young n*ggas)
ayy, same guns as our young n*ggas (ayy, brr)
but we got money like some old n*ggas (like some old n*ggas)
ayy, you can’t come around, you told n*gga (get the f*ck off, n*gga)
uh, can’t talk bad about my bros, n*gga (can’t say sh*t about ’em)
know we stickin’ to the code, n*gga (whatever we doin’)
never bend, never fold, n*gga (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: tee grizzley & g herbo]
herbo on the [?], i’m like, “broski, we got children” (yeah)
i was bein’ g herbo, like, “broski, we got millions” (spend that sh*t)
my hitman say he hidin’, i’m like, “find that n*gga, spin again”
his momma pulled up in a lamb and i can’t find that n*gga ceiling (drop)
seein’ six figures turn to seven, what a feeling (go)
got the k!llers itchin’, let ’em at ’em, let ’em get ’em (stretch his ass)
n*ggas with they [?] in the heaven, so we chillin’ (f*ck ’em)
like we go to school up at seven but we drillin’ (yeah)
askin’ teachers, “can i hit the bathroom?” but i’m shootin’ dice
if i lose i’m robbin’ n*ggas, drop that sh*t or lose your life (put that sh*t down)
i’m a grizzly but i’m like a zebra, i got too much stripes (too many)
how i take the [?] bend some corner, stole that pipe (throw that)
me and hoes be playin’ catch, i throw a text, they throw they neck
boy, take your sh*t off in this b*tch, you know i’ma throw that check
flexing ’round my n*ggas, you better show them upmost respect
we bully n*ggas on that court, f*ck around and press the ref (why you start sh*t?)
[chorus: g herbo & tee grizzley]
we still live some young n*ggas (like some young n*ggas)
we still live some young n*ggas (like some young n*ggas)
ayy, same guns as our young n*ggas (ayy, brr, dj on the beat so it’s a banger)
but we got money like some old n*ggas (like some old n*ggas)
ayy, you can’t come around, you told n*gga (get the f*ck off, n*gga)
uh, can’t talk bad about my bros, n*gga (can’t say sh*t about ’em)
know we stickin’ to the code, n*gga (whatever we doin’)
never bend, never fold, n*gga (yeah, yeah)

- tee grizzley g herbo

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