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lirik lagu watch me win – agerman

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[chorus: agerman]
ridin in a big body benz, countin my ends, hollerin revenge
they wanna see me lose but watch me win
i’m surrounded by the f.e.d.’s, they know about every block i been
oh sh-t, they tryin to do me in
reppin and rattin me out, gon get it to the neck wit the syringe
nina ross my girlfriend, she’s my only friend
i pop my clip off in her as soon as i got out the pen

[verse 1: agerman]
first of all, ain’t got no time for these bustas, smilin all in my face
n-gg-z like b-tches be fake, from head to toe laced up wit hate
n-gg-, i’m a playa, rydas, fake n-gg-z be scary lies
runnin tired, got me strapped up, and it’s on to open fire
you got killas, we got killas, playin the game of cash
too many softee’s tryin to cross me, but now i’m up in yo -ss
see, mama raised me to be a leader, so motherf-cker follow me
what if all go down, we ridin deep, whether i get you or you get me
fear no man but god, so if it’s on it’s on
cowards could come and get ya, but we gon get ya later on
i’m about me and mine, f-ck the snitches, f-ck the b-tches
keepin .9 when we ride, cause we on a mission for riches
n-gg- field is laced up by realist killas and deala’s
give a f-ck about ya feelings cause n-gg-, it’s strictly business
n-gg- what? back up off me you softee
i’m a cold piece of work like khadafi when you b-tch n-gg-z try to cross me

[chorus]

[verse 2: keak da sneak]
you runnin, now you see that i’m comin before you blasted
when sh-t drastic, i want more than just ya -ss kicked
i’m waitin, under ya car, because ya crossed me
when ya come out flossy, i hope ya next ain’t loss me
boom boom, put em in the car and drove up
boom boom, left em in the trunk wit his clothes off
it’s that quick, when ya pahtna outta licks, i move fast
get to dumpin the cash, and leave no evidence, who ask?
but i make ya bleed when i’m bustin
run up, ya think i’m bluffin?
thinkin you gon get somethin in the 97 i’m b-mpin
biatch, i’m throat cuttin it, junkin it, draggin it
thinkin my sh-t ain’t havin it strapped wit d.e. auto magnets
i ain’t done taggin it, not off in a ragnet
still click cluck baggin it
ain’t stuckin my cash on a b-tch, my future, gotta be havin it
this is my opportunity, i’m sn-tchin erythang when i grab this sh-t

[chorus]

[verse 3: agerman]
uh, relax yo mind, look up at the barrel of my f-ckin .9
caught one to the face, caught one to the back, carried out in a lac for f-ckin wit mine
you droppin dimes, hey, ain’t no snitches around my way
just n-gg-z on the block wit a bundle of rocks
wit glocks, that’s c-cked and ready to pop, the block is hot
ring on the spot, cops on my block, they tryin to fade me out
feds surrounded the house, 5 seconds to come out
now tell me what the f-ck i’m ‘sposed to do
plus my d, down my brew, hit the cig, take a ooh
f-ck a boy in blue, ooh, thinkin of now, headed for the back, inside of the back do’
through the backyard, full of pits, f-ckin wit the mind of a lunatic
[i had to do her] smooth get away from the boys in blue
and you’se a fool, they gon let them boys get you
n-gg-, we ridin

[chorus x2]

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