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lirik lagu no handouts 2 – ​thr33

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[intro]
we ain’t had heat, n*gga, had to use the stove
we was just suffering, it wouldn’t no where to go
gotta get bread, get better, we never know
since n*ggas can’t handle it, n*ggas be soft
and them hard times turn a n*gga to a boss
and these .556 make a n*gga do the floss
make a opp n*gga flip, n*gga, he get toss
y’een gotta believe me, i see the vision
and we finna pop out of the backseat
yo’ b*tch gon’ run up on me like a taxi
ni*n*gga, i run to the bread like a track meet
and these n*ggas so p*ssy, they can’t attack me, aye (d*d*d*dj banned)
brbrbrbr, aye
[verse 1]
i ain’t ask for sh*t (i ain’t ask for sh*t)
i ain’t ask for nun’ (nun’)
gotta keep runnin’ up, i ain’t done
ch*choppa gon’ hit ’em up just for fun
aye, yeah, ‘member the struggle, me and mama down bad
used to sleep on the floor, n*gga, i was so sad
these n*ggas ain’t knowin’ my pain
these n*ggas ain’t knowin’ my struggle
i don’t f*ck with n0body, boy, get out my bubble
you was talking that sh*t, now you tryna reb*ttal
yeah, b*tch, i’on wanna cuddle, i’on wanna lay up
’cause i’m in that grind, b*tch, i gotta stay up
’cause i wanna stay on my own
talk that sh*t, you get one in yo’ dome
ch*chinese plug, say, “nihao!”
sa*say he gon’ find me, n*gga, tell me how?
n*gga, give me respect, p*ssy, take a bow
and these n*ggas don’t wanna beef, ain’t talking cow
got these two f*cking gun’s and they go, “pow, pow”
and this grind sh*t is flow, you won’t get it now
d*mn, d*mn, i’m just reminiscing
i ball in the ’80’s just like i’m a piston
put the draco to yo’ lip, now you gon’ kiss it
baby, don’t lie to me, i know it’s fiction
‘member my mama was close to eviction, da*d*mn
w*we ain’t had heat, n*gga, had to use the stove
we was just suffering, it wouldn’t no where to go
gotta get bread, get better, we never know
since n*ggas can’t handle it, n*ggas be soft
and them hard times turn a n*gga to a boss
and these .556 make a n*gga do the floss
make a opp n*gga flip, n*gga, he get toss
y’een gotta believe me, i see the vision
and we finna pop out of the backseat
yo’ b*tch gon’ run up on me like a taxi
ni*n*gga, i run to the bread like a track meet
and these n*ggas so p*ssy, they can’t attack me, aye
[verse 2]
b*tch, i don’t need her
sm*smoke on that reef*a
ayy, ayy
said he gon’ run up? n*not today
g*g19, that’s my bae
made that f*ck boy do nae*nae
don’t like this hoe ’cause she cray*cray
you not the gang, b*tch, you not in my crew
ch*ch*choppa be kickin’ sh*t like it’s kung fu
ay*ayy, yeah
three bad hoes finna run a choo*choo
ru*ru*run up on me, that’s not somethin’ to do
make a opp n*gga sh*t, made that f*ck boy poo*poo
n*gga, you know i’m better, you know i’m elite (on god)
5*556 put that boy deep
he don’t got no hands, you know he get beat
and this lil’ hoe a dog, i give her a treat
i see the fake sh*t, yeah, i peep
kn*kn*knock that boy out like muhammad ali
i do not beef, n*gga, on ig
th*th*that n*gga sorry, he not pushin’ p
p*ssy, that’s not a real gun, that’s a bb
and this hoe keep on beggin’, she want my d*d
b*tch, i never had help but i never frown
n*gga, i’ma keep goin’, i don’t need it now
[outro]
aye, aye, aye
brbrbrbrbr, yeah
(i*i*it’s dj gren8de)
i ain’t ask for sh*t (i ain’t ask for sh*t)
i ain’t ask for nun’ (nun’)
gotta keep runnin’ up, i ain’t done
ch*choppa gon’ hit ’em up just for fun
aye, yeah, ‘member the struggle, me and mama down bad
used to sleep on the floor, n*gga, i was so sad
these n*ggas ain’t knowin’ my pain
these n*ggas ain’t knowin’ my struggle
i don’t f*ck with n0body, boy, get out my bubble
you was talking that sh*t, now you tryna reb*ttal
yeah, b*tch, i’on wanna cuddle, i’on wanna lay up
’cause i’m in that grind, b*tch, i gotta stay up
’cause i wanna stay on my own
talk that sh*t, you get one in yo’ dome

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