| It’s right now what you make it
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| You gettin fronted that’s what you touchin
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| That’s not what you makin
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| And I’m still with dread heads like I was Jamaican
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| And we still risk takin
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| Get a half a brick shakin
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| Lean a half a book shakin
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| Got a winter face mask so I don’t look wasted
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| Still stickin to the basics
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| Big bro the real deal
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| He gon bust that bitch taste it
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| It’s that little heron
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| Crack flow this shit laced
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| Still straight from seven nine
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| Everyday are different stakes kid
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| Give my lawyer fifty more
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| I ain’t tryna face a bid
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| Jealousy a motherfucker
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| See it in your face it is
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| I ain’t hurt a mother fucker
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| Why you gotta hate the kid
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| Nigga you like 30 years old
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| Tryna chase the kids
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| His daddy did that but he don’t know
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| Why you hate the kid
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| I dun seen it all
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| I don’t trust a soul
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| Tryna get you gon
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| Yeah but that’s your dog
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| We was in this shit since leapfrog (since see saws)
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| Way before the streets it was Bball
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| They setting it up it’s going down like see saws
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| Then everybody starts shootin that’s what she saw
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| Red red all red that’s what we saw
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| Look like he hit in the head that’s what we saw
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| And we thuggin hard till we see the feds
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| Bitch I’m bout to ball
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| Pack said touch down know he bought to call
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| You know I don’t play about my dogs
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| You know we don’t stop at all
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| Wop scored a 12 we gon drop it all
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| And we see the 12 we don’t stop at all
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| Imma get away or go to hell
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| This a 12 we don’t stop at all
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| Still here with Rell
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| You think I forgot about big dog
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| Tweak watch your top
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| Cuz on Roc we knockin that shit off
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| Hustle like a mother fucker
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| Know we droppin that shit off
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| If he tryna tax we cop 50
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| Knock all that shit off
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| Still gotta ride with a 50
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| And I ride with a 50
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| All 100s I’m outside with a 50
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| Pop out this bitch on my side
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| Flash and it’s empty
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| Bitch mad I been in my bag
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| Now I’m in a sitchy
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| Yall know marley and max
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| I now scratchy and itchy
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| Learned the whole lakeshore
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| I was riding with Richy
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| I don’t think he seen his son before he died
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| That shit hit me
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| Slim ain’t never seen his son before he died
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| That shit hit me
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| I ain’t cried in a minute
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| I be cryin shit be hittin me
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| I be tryna leave the hood alone
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| But that shit don’t fit me
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| Know I’m still bout it bout it
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| I’m outside in my dickies
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| I don’t even supposed to be
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| But I’m outside with my blicky
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| I know Imma shoot this bitch
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| And so is everybody with me
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| I be tryna save the bag
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| But I got everybody with me
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| You know I been rapping like this
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| Since yall know really hear me
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| But you don’t probably know about that
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| Cuz yall weren’t really with me
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| I’m still right here with 60
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| I’m still out here in my BD
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| Imma be here till they get rid of me
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| I’m ready for all of my enemies
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| I’m gonna finish victorious over all of my enemies
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| I’m with DJ Victorious
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| We turnin racks to Bentley keys nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scratchy & Itchy , by - G Herbo. Song from the album Still Swervin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп