| North Face keep me warm case I get cold
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| My South Vallejo niggas know I’ll never sell my soul
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| Baby boy mooching off the bitch, I’m independent
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| You are not in comp' with me if you don’t got no property
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| Ho choose up‚ choose Chang and hit the lottery
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| To him‚ McDonalds is a restaurant and I cannot believe
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| My name Nef and I’m with Dusty‚ bitch, call him BLACK
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| Amanda always tell me please 'cause I’m all of that
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| Teflon Twaun give that lil' nigga his ball back
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| Snitch niggas gettin' big like a New York rat
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| I don’t got L, so tonight I’ma Uber with strap
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| From the West to the South‚ we connected the map (Ayy)
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| That ain’t your bitch if she ain’t ever handed you the trap (Facts)
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| 'Bout to turn a lion to a motherfuckin' alley cat
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| It’s in my blood, my mama pimped, my daddy was a mack
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| Uncle sold crack‚ auntie on crack
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| Maison Mar-Mar, check my drip, the faucet broke (Cleats)
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| That’s Dolphin on my black raincoat (Check it)
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| I cannot stop coughing, the flow so fucking cold
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| Grandad turtleneck support my throat (Sams)
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| Back up, back up, back up 'fore you get fired on
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| Motherfucker, these is baseball cleats (Check me out)
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| Ethikas on so the waka-Glocka don’t drop
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| That brown handle in your face, on me
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| Slap your face with it, got mom and pops gravedigging
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| I never play with it, same reason Lil Kane daddy did it
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| Backstreet, East 15th, Boosie Badazz trippin'
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| I sic my bitches on your bitches, now she face sittin'
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| Don’t punk me, punk the bitch who chose this campaign (Hello?)
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| And I ain’t doin' shit unless me and Jim gettin' paid (Factual)
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| Get past bossman the badass is a dream, keep dreamin' (Boy, stop)
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| I have them dope fiends downstairs put six in your cleavage
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| My name Nef and I’m with Dusty, bitch, call him BLACK
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| I ain’t had L since Dre died, I’ma Uber with straps
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| And I’m your real daddy, the one you call on that burner
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| KILFMB chain, been locked in with the Play Runner
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| Take a trip, make a play, and come right back
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| Hundred thousand on my wrist, i bought an ice pack
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| Make your motherfuckin' chin best friends with your lap
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| Attempt to snatch and get your dumbass fade pushed back
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| My name Nef and I’m with Dusty, bitch, call him BLACK
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| I ain’t had L since Dre died, I’ma Uber with straps
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| And I’m your real daddy, the one you call on that burner
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| KILFMB chain, been locked in with the Play Runner
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| Take a trip, make a play, and come right back
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| Hundred thousand on my wrist, I bought an ice pack
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| Make your motherfuckin' chin best friends with your lap
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| Attempt to snatch and get your dumbass fade pushed back
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| BLACK, check this out, I caught myself being a Good Samaritan
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| She ain’t never been nowhere
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| Ah, how many degrees is that plate?
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| 'Bout five hundred
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| Dumbass
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| Might as well take her to Mortons and get her chicken bianco
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| Shit is scorching, right?
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| I’m telling you
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| So I lost the bitch
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| Damn, lost that shit
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| Then a new nigga thought he was doin' somethin' good 'cause he took her to
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| Panera Bread
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| Oh, you talkin' 'bout Mr. Fools Gold
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| Man, bagels, fake gold
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| He had the whole bubble kit Instagram ad wearin' ass nigga, man
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| Oh, the Shop Gold nigga chain, yeah
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| Boy, I swear, I tell you
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| You better tell these niggas take them SI diamonds off
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| I almost choked on the motherfuckin' plate
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| Offset Jim 'bout to hit so motherfuckin' hard
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| And Twada just hit you in your mouth so fuckin' hard, ayy
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| We knockin' shit out
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| Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t make me speak on the deadly, boy
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| Get the fuckin' table
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| You know why, it’s BLACK
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| Say that, Chang Chang
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| Cleat check, baby
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| Yes, sir
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| Let’s get it, baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Attempt 2 Snatch , by - Nef The Pharaoh. Song from the album Mushrooms & Coloring Books, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп