| Soon as you slip, you fall, they hit you up
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| Can’t trust a bitch, don’t know if they’ll give me up
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| He lost his life 'cause a bitch, that must have sucked
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| The bitches go Milwaukee, do anything for a buck
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| I met some bitches in the club, do anything for a hug
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| And I swear getting money more addicting than drugs
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| I keep my circle real small 'cause the mafia bugged
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| They wasn’t fucking with us, lost my dog, we went nuts
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| Now throw it up 'cause we come from metro housing
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| Who would have ever knew my suede would turn to velvet
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| I hit the mall and spend nothing less than a thousand
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| I hit a river full of diamonds, starting drowning
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| Skate, I’m so icy, ayy
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| Feds on me, got away, niggas tried to kill me, no way
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| In the trap my way, with Ontario plates
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| Ayy ayyy, outside gettin' that bank, ayy
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| Ayy ayy, switching up my new bae
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| Champagne, I don’t drink no Bombay, yeah
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| Soon as you slip, you fall, they hit you up
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| Can’t trust a bitch, don’t know if they’ll give me up
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| He lost his life 'cause a bitch, that must have sucked
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| The bitches go Milwaukee, do anything for a buck
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| I met some bitches in the club, do anything for a hug
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| And I swear getting money more addicting than drugs
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| I keep my circle real small 'cause the mafia bugged
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| They wasn’t fucking with us, lost my dog, we went nuts
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| Lil' nigga got the juice, feel like a superpower
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| He skipped class and shoot dice throughout the lunch hour
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| And my city kinda turnt up, got a new sound
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| We got some blue feathers flyin' with some gold owls
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| We got cash now, this money make 'em mad now
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| Could never back, pop these bullets to his back, pow
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| And if I say so then you couldn’t come back 'round
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| What’s your background? |
| Got it out the traphouse
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| And it’s dirty, my niggas doin' 30
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| And free my nigga 30, I call him Stephen Curry
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| Oppas don’t got me worried, I stay with it, must be crazy, yeah
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| Soon as you slip, you fall, they hit you up
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| Can’t trust a bitch, don’t know if they’ll give me up
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| He lost his life 'cause a bitch, that must have sucked
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| The bitches go Milwaukee, do anything for a buck
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| I met some bitches in the club, do anything for a hug
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| And I swear getting money more addicting than drugs
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| I keep my circle real small 'cause the mafia bugged
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| They wasn’t fucking with us, lost my dog, we went nuts |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Give Me Up , by - Pressa. Song from the album Press a Brick, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп