| Bitch, I’m forever spittin' and I could give a fuck what you say
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| My brother tell me, «Keep winning,"I put this shit in they face
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| A couple bitches, they twinnin', they runnin' 'round my place naked
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| And I’m addicted to sinnin', I done did most shit you’re sayin' (Brrt, brrt)
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| Ayy, and I seen coke turn to sugar, I seen sugar turn to shit
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| Make this NLE shit, now my niggas changin' on this shit
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| I ain’t mad about it, I respect decisions in the pink
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| 'Cause deep down inside, I wanna see
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| All of my niggas runnin' to the money, gettin' shit from me
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| But you gotta watch out for the narcs
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| Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
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| Left a nigga snoring on the block
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| I gotta start puttin' myself first, finna lose my mind
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| Them niggas left me out to dry, it really left me black inside
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| If them tables turned, you know I’d give up my back and spine (You know I would)
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| Bridges burnin', tried to keep drivin', but I be wreckin' now
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| Before I walk up in the rain, you know I grab my coat
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| I’m prepared for my battles, I ain’t scared to go
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| Before I go to sleep, I pray that God keep my soul
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| I think we live on Hell, got a nigga dyin' to know
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| Them boys ain’t slidin' on me, they the ones that’s dyin', homie
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| And I don’t like informants
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| He got a murder appointment, hop out, don’t fleet when we dumpin' (Brrt, brrt)
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| Christmas ornaments, we light 'em like a tree when we comin'
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| Had a vision of a dead man, scared to say it’s me, though
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| I’m a real Capone, gotta XD with my amigos
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| Free murders, free throws, we do this shit for Ceno
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| Kill like Al Pacino, but I wasn’t on the scene, though
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| Runnin' to the money, gettin' shit from me
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| But you gotta watch out for the narcs
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| Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
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| Left a nigga snoring on the block
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| To the money, gettin' it from me
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| (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy-woah)
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| For the narcs
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| Scoring, roaring
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| (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy-woah)
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| I hope I die before my mama, I can’t see you in a casket (I can’t see you in a
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| casket)
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| Sometimes a nigga wonder do my granny miss my pappy? |
| (Miss my pappy)
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| Grandpa died, that shit, it hurt me deep, it scarred my daddy
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| Everybody that I love left, who understand me?
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| One person that never left, my mama, since a baby
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| If you gave me somethin', I had to earn it, that shit made me (That shit made a
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| man)
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| Called the police on me a few times, you tried to save me
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| This shit I did up in the streets, the shit that had you losin' sleep
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| Runnin' to the money, gettin' shit from me
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| But you gotta watch out for the narcs
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| Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
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| Left a nigga snoring on the block
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| All my niggas runnin' to the money, gettin' shit from me
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| But you gotta watch out for the narcs (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
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| Know my niggas scoring, choppas started roaring
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| Left a nigga snoring on the block
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| Ah-ah, ah-ah
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| Oh, oh-oh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Watch Out for the Narcs , by - NLE Choppa. Song from the album Top Shotta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп