| Young Rich Squad
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Akachi, he on the beat, it’s a murder
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| Bring it back to the days when I ain’t have no food in my stomach
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| Only the realest come from it
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| Don’t dream, I just wanted this life, ain’t all funny
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| I had to get to the money
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| I went straight to get it and bought me a mic
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| Now everyday, boy, I write
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| I live just what I say, I don’t get indecisive
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| These niggas invasive, just get out my life
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| 'Cause I ain’t fuckin' with you, you ain’t actin' right
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| Niggas be talkin' a lot, but it’s actions that matter
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| All I see is steal filet on my platter
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| Out in Houston eatin' shrimp with the cabbage
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| Yeah, I’m single, but it’s money I marriage, yeah
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| Haha, let metalk about it
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| Let me talk about how my niggas done turned up against me
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| I’m in the garden with snakes
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| How I’m different 'cause I’m rockin' this Fendi
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| You ain’t get it on your own and you empty
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| And what the fuck wrong with these niggas
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| I don’t need to make songs with these niggas
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| I can do this shit all with no features
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| I’m in Puerto Rico on the beaches
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| You ain’t more than the nigga that teach you
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| All these rappers, they sit on the bleachers
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| Watch me preachin'
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| A lot of y’all bitin' my style
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| I’ve been seen that shit for a while
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| And they say I be bitin' y’all, yeah
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| That shit is blasphemy, nigga
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| Tooters, they blastin' me, nigga
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| Niggas ain’t passin' me, nigga, uhm
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| The original, OG, smokin' dody
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| This an old beef, fuck the police
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| Niggas know me, keep a poley
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| Haha, man this shit my G, uh
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| Gettin' this money my G, uh
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| I’m out in sunny side Queens
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| Gettin' honey, no bees, uh
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| Yeah, haha |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blasphemy , by - Joey Trap. Song from the album Champ, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп