| Heard the lil' nigga poppin' shit, I had to knock him off
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| Had a bad batch of OG, I still got it off
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| Nah, we ain’t cookin' dinner but niggas out throwin' salt
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| Nigga, you ain’t burnin' pressure, didn’t even make a nigga cough
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| Yeah, had to bail from 12 'cause a nigga can’t get caught
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| Damn, had the plug send an empty box, say it ain’t his fault
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| Two sticks, make a jackboy halt
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| Poppin' Adderall to feel like Hulk
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| They be misinterpreting when a nigga talk
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| Nothin' but blue fillin' up a nigga fault
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| Hit him with the rifle, nigga, that’s assault
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| We ain’t cookin' dinner but niggas throwin' salt
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| We was stealin' cars, we wasn’t shootin' balls
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| I was swiping cards at every major mall
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| Niggas out trippin', find a way to live it
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| Tellin' on your siblings, that can’t be forgiven
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| Every country town, I done made a killing
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| Killed the pussy, dawg, I done almost killed you
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| Smelling like a pound, you can vacuum seal me
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| You ain’t gotta touch me, dawg, just feel me
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| Damn, the reefer loud, it got me hard of hearing
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| CP and Swipe got the shit clearing
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| Fresh was my appearance, I don’t do the clearance
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| Lost a couple pounds, police interference
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| Almost had me cheering but a nigga didn’t
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| I ain’t Robin but a nigga always giving
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| 'Less a nigga slide when I cop the steel and
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| Shouldn’t have let him ride, probably should’ve killed him
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| Took her to the doctor, told him go build her
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| Rolled on some niggas, shot the wrong builder
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| In the room, a nigga free to count the millions
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| Slide on niggas, never feel the same feeling
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| I go inside, I feel a real good feeling
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| Organic nigga, this my image
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| Did a lot of dirt, God my witness
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| BC shit goin' on, nigga, mind your business
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| Nigga try to rob me in the kitchen, I’ma leave him dead in it
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| Heard the lil' nigga poppin' shit, I had to knock him off
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| Had a bad batch of OG, I still got it off
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| Nah, we ain’t cookin' dinner but niggas out throwin' salt
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| Nigga, you ain’t burnin' pressure, didn’t even make a nigga cough
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| Yeah, had to bail from 12 'cause a nigga can’t get caught
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| Damn, had the plug send an empty box, say it ain’t his fault
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| Hit a lick for bags so cheap, I had to look out
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| I got lil' niggas that’ll come and burn you for the clout
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| That ain’t certain, you burnin' quiet as a mouse
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| Feds did wrong true near my house
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| Yeah, I’m over-dripping every time a nigga step out
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| Yeah, have the gang come and blow your door, nigga, watch your mouth |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Throwin Salt , by - Money Man. Song from the album Paranoia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп