| Big body whips, extended clip
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| Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
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| My jeans are 2K, I shop at Phipps
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| You niggas delayed, I fly a Lear
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| Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
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| We hit the trap, make a bird appear
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| When you a boss, you deserve a share
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| Came out the hood, we was trained to kill
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| My niggas ready, can’t wait 'til you slip
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| Lay where you stay, they gon' wait 'til you dip
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| Run up an 80 and go take a trip
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| I’m in the A, Gunna pull up at Phipps
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| Might hit the strip club and spend a lil' grip
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| Snuck in this bitch with like eight in the clip
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| My Glock tiny so I call it Tip
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| Throwin' up B’s, but my pockets on Crip
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| Tell the bank I want the hundreds with strips
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| Told that bitch I don’t wanna hear nothin', just strip
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| Ain’t tryna fuck, don’t want nothin' but the lip
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| Dip, get out my grill
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| I was in the hood on my way to the block
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| Hopin' they don’t slide an hour before I get there
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| I had to walk with that lil' 25
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| And I’ve been paranoid, I’ma blow if I’m scared
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| Years went by, but I’m still shell shocked
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| I just got a 49, I’ma blow if I’m scared
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| Hollow knock out your hair, G-Fazo wearer
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| Balenci-er, got couple pair-er
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| Take your bitch up off the Perc', I repair her
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| Told her to lease, I’ma ride Panamera
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| A team, been whippin' Benzes, S5s
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| Hop out the house with my hat to the left side
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| He comin' through this bitch wrong
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| K cock his head to the right like it’s shit to the West side
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| I’ll start that cap, it’s for Cap and free Left Eye
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| Bitch, I’m in my Biggie bag like Bed-Stuy
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| Big body whips, extended clips
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| Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
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| My jeans are 2K, I shop at Fifth
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| You niggas delayed, I fly a Lear
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| Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
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| We hit the trap, make a bird appear
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| When you a boss, you deserve a share
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| Came out the hood, we was trained to kill
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| Yuh, pull up on Herbo, we coppin' this drip
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| VVS diamond my neck and my ear
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| Let these lil' niggas know I can hear
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| Police want my prints like I’m walkin' through clear
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| Like magic, I’m makin' these dollars appear
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| Went through so much shit, I can’t drop no more tears
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| In love with this money, don’t care how you feel
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| Uh, uh, uh, uh, that bitch keep tellin' me I need to chill
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| Niggas be talkin' too much, I can tell
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| She ride that dick like a Cadillac DeVille
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| I love the sound when I crack off a seal
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| Gave her 500 to clean off my nails
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| Yeah, you know real always fuck with the real
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| And these fake pussy niggas feel the shells
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| Big body whips, extended clips
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| Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
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| My jeans are 2K, I shop at Fifth
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| You niggas delayed, I fly a Lear
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| Cop a new coupe, camera in the rear
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| We hit the trap, make a bird appear
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| When you a boss, you deserve a share
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| Came out the hood, we was trained to kill
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| (Trained to kill) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trained to Kill (Big Body Whip) , by - G Herbo. Song from the album Still Swervin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп