| Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
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| Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
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| Why you got a 12 car garage?
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| Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
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| Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard
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| I turn that fucking soft into some hard
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| I grew up in the streets without no heart
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| I’m praying to my Glock and my carbon
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| I sit back and read, like Cat in the hat
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| 21 Savage, the cat with the MAC
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| 21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
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| Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats
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| Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks
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| I’m a real street nigga bitch
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| I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax
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| Pussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the
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| fire
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| Wet your mama’s house, wet your grandma’s house, keep shootin' until somebody
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| die
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| So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July
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| You was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire
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| Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Panthersville
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| Eighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field
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| Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield
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| Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I’m screaming fuck a deal
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| Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don’t even need a pill
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| I listen to your raps, thought you was hard
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| You ain’t even street for real
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| Niggas love sneak dissing on twitter
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| They don’t want beef for real
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| And all these niggas play like they tough
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| 'Til a nigga get killed
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| 'Til a nigga get spilled,
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| 'Til your blood get spilled
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| I’mma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I’m John Dill'
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| «I been with you since day one. |
| Savage, I ain’t even hating.»
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| So what’s up with all that Instagram shit?
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| «Savage, I was just playin'.»
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| Y’all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians
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| Pull up on you, tie your kids up
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| Pistol whip you while your bitch naked
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| «Come on, man. |
| Savage, you know I always play your mixtape.»
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| Yeah, nigga, fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes
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| Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
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| Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
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| Why you got a 12 car garage?
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| Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
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| Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard
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| I turn that fucking soft into some hard
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| I grew up in the streets without no heart
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| I’m praying to my Glock and my carbon
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| So much dope that it broke the scale
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| They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
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| My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale
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| Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
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| Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up
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| Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up
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| Niggas actin', like groupies, they don’t know us
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| Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus
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| Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
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| Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
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| Why you got a 12 car garage?
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| Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
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| Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard
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| I turn that fucking soft into some hard
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| I grew up in the streets without no heart
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| I grew up in the streets without no heart
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| So much dope that it broke the scale
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| They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
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| My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale
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| Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Heart , by - 21 Savage. Song from the album Savage Mode, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп