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tiger blood 2 - yung lava & moula 1st lyrics

[intro: yung lava & moula 1st]
my n*ggas got respect for me, ’cause i’m the man probably
and if you want respect from me, catch a d*mn body
we ain’t playin’ no games, we ain’t callin’ n0body
we just send ’em straight shots, right in the lobby
if he plottin’ what he said
my n*ggas runnin’ up and get to dottin’ on your head
you sleepin’ on a n*gga, then we chalkin’ up the bed
and my n*ggas want the cake, so we just plottin’ on the bread

[verse 1: yung lava & moula 1st]
and i ain’t like these rappin’ types, nah, we don’t act alike
when it comes to the beef, you could say i got a appetite
run a n*gga down, feed him rounds, he gon’ pass tonight
put him in the grave and i’m gonna sеnd him to the afterlife
sh*t changеd since i grabbed the mic
used to be on the block, posted like a traffic light
.40 on the waist, off safe, wasn’t tryna fight
coulda got you the purple kush or the china white
and all my n*ggas, they authentic
real talk, they all live it
send his ass to a mortician, let it slam on him like blake griffin
everywhere that a n*gga go, got a dog with him like stewie griffin
we was backyard block pitchin’, .40 c*cked of that black smithon
two [?] ben simmons, sellin’ food on thanksgiving
hatin’ on me ’cause i’m back in it, in the coupe with no stash in it
catch me a op, then he havin’ it
run up on him where travellin’
007 i’m travellin’, shots leave him stiff like a mannequin
it was on purpose, no accident
n0body don’t know what they askin’ him
n0body know where if they ask for him
don’t give a f*ck like i’m abstinence
i’m smokin on loud, i ain’t passin’ it
overlappin’, then we passin’ him
gun in my hand like calluses
and it’s all black like it’s african

- yung lava moula 1st lyrics

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