| Shout out my connect, he give techs to the set and my shooters the wildest
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| Boa I be so fresh like I’m ready for death man shout out to my stylist
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| My shorties they on it, they blowin', keep scorin' like that white boy on Dallas
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| This money keep pilin', shout out my lawyer don’t know what a trial is
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| Shout out to lil bro, cause for me he gon' blow
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| He’ll let that 40 cal spit
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| I got so many hoes, I can’t trust 'em
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| I don’t let know where my house is
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| Gotta keep a gun on me, cause I be pourin' pints of lean
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| Smokin' dope by the ounces
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| Fuck nigga bet not run up on me
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| Imma let this 30 squeeze til that bitch go silent
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| Cause I be countin hunnids, lot of hunnids
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| So many hunnids I’m tired of thumbin'
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| We got choppas that hold a hunnid
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| We tired of drummin'
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| Always fyin' onna oppers so they tired of runnin'
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| High speeds with the jakes they be tired of comin'
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| I got a lotta haters think I gotta buy a Uzi
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| I be buyin' 30 clips, I never bought a movie
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| I was rockin' Louie inna video wit' Louie
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| Bein' stuipid smokin' doobies we just need some booties
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| Tell the squad they could get a pic wit me and Louie
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| Dumb bitch you can’t pick, you fuckin' me AND Louie
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| Fucked a bitch like 26 and I was still a juvie
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| I was totin' 30 clips when I was still a juvie
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| Smoke asked who up next, I said him and Juvie
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| And this bezel on my wrist it look like crystal rubies
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| And I never been a bitch so you gon' have to shoot me
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| Fuck nigga!
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| My shooters shoot shooters
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| They stay double breasted they should work at Hooters
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| I smoke out wit' Herb
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| I be ballin' wit' Bibby, these niggas is losers
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| Got 40s wit' 30s, the shooters is shorties
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| And on that bitch rollin'
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| My life is a movie
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| My name is Louie, but they call me Tony
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| Buy some new choppers for oppers
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| Black card it ain’t got no limit
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| On Essesx wit' the No Limits
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| Before rap I was gettin' money
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| Finesse you right out yo money
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| No exchange when I’m wit' Armani
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| I keep some killers around me
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| Young Bama just got out the county
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| They can’t keep real niggas down
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| Run up and drill niggas down
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| Roll up the dope where the bitches
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| Snitches get bullets not stitches
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| Yo BM give my dick kisses
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| You kiss her on IG pictures
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| I go to sleep wit' my Nin
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| In case they tweak in the dream
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| AK gun hit up a team
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| Get on that wit' that machine
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| Face shots put him on the screen
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| Tell and they might kill yo mama
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| How you gon' live wit' that karma
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| Underdog like Rocky
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| Go hard till they drop me
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| They know they can’t stop me
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| Sprite dirty as the opps be
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| Operation lookin' sloppy
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| The feds tryna watch me
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| And they say they got me
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| Servin' on camera
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| I told 'em that it’s not me
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| Get a deal if he cop three
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| I’m hotter than the block be
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| Me and Herb inna drophead
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| Middle finger to the haters
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| Tell 'em drop dead
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| She gon' do the whole squad
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| Cause we got bread
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| All my hittas got dreads
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| Look like mopheads
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| You can catch me ridin' in the Jag
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| The hammer in the stash
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| Holes in the skully
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| We use it like a mask
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| I just make a call
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| Have them shooters on yo ass
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| Gotta brand new 30
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| Fo gon use it on yo ass
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| Kick a nigga door, where the weed at?
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| Cause we need that, best believe that
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| If he act dumb, bro squeeze that
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| Where the money and the loud and the keys at?
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| Niggas snitchin' but my lawyer gon' beat that
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| You don’t even gotta ask, nigga we strapped
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| Plus my young niggas know where he sleep at
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| You’ll never catch me slippin' cause I keep that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shout Out (feat. Lil Herb, King L) , by - Lil Bibby. Song from the album Free Crack 1 & 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп