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summer over - yg teck lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
i’d like to welcome you
to the end*season tournament
the hhba, hip*hop ballers association
i am your host
the four letters, goat

[yg teck: pre*chorus]
i had to get rich
winter time, im right back on that sh*t (mr. thanksgiving)
put horse tranq on every half of the
brick
got my savages lit (yes)
i really used to have a passion for this
it took some time thought it’d be faster
than this

yg teck welcome the 4th quarter
i’m about a dollar how about you?
it will be no overtime here
it’s a blowout

[chorus: yg teck]
i had to get rich
wintertime, im right back on that sh*t
put horse tranq on еvery half of the
brick
got my savages lit (yеs)
i really used to have a passion for this
it took some time thought it’d be faster
than this
i ain’t asking for sh*t
i lost 60, i was mad as a b*tch
my girl just worried ’bout her captions
and pics
hope they ain’t tapping my sh*t
road runners, hot winters, with them
cold summers
i seen n*ggas get indicted chasing low
numbers
[verse 1: yg teck]
glock near, you see the numbers that
my block did
the judge giving n*ggas letters now, not
years
i’m one great and i ain’t never got to
pump fake
i could really run through this sh*t in one
take
i can eyeball a count off a eight ball
sh*t selling so fast i’m doing break*offs
now i’m talking to the plug, trying to get
a square
i used to think this rap sh*t’ll make us
millionaires (free ar)
i was broke, trying to get it n*ggas laughed at us
now i got it n*ggas trying help n*ggas sh*t ass backwards
i’m a cash stacker

[chorus:]
i had to get rich
wintertime, im right back on that sh*t
put horse tranq on every half of the
brick
got my savages lit (yes)
i really used to have a passion for this
it took some time thought it’d be faster
than this
i ain’t asking for sh*t
i lost 60, i was mad as a b*tch
my girl just worried ’bout her captions
and pics
hope they ain’t tapping my sh*t
road runners, hot winters, with them
cold summers
i seen n*ggas get indicted chasing low
numbers
[verse 2:]
i really think i’m getting better with my
hard times
i wouldn’t call your sh*t a hustle cuz it’s
part*time (you ain’t all in)
you know n*ggas curve out when n*ggas
start dying
you know you can get the money it just
cost time (yuh)
i don’t tell ’em how i’m coming and
that’s how i do
pounds landing & you got mail sh*t like
yahoo! (you’ve got mail)
my b*tch said she want a bricky, i’mma
buy it too
people i love stole from me and they lied
too
a stressed man same time, i’m a blessed
man
finish swift like kyrie with the left*hand
if every thing fail i learned how to stretch
grams
focus on my own i ain’t worried ’bout
the next man

- yg teck lyrics

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