| This for all you niggas
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| Thinkin' I’m too scared to respond
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| To these angry ass niggas throwin' stones at a don
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| I mean, honestly, it’s like bubble bath to a pond
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| Gram polkin' every shirt, Hordio and Quran
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| They all wanna know my take on it
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| I ain’t got one, that’s around
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| Real niggas know
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| They seem to settle where the metal is Fuckin' between, then the rules on both sides
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| Papered on limousine, what?
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| Tint darker than killas dreams
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| Heavenly motifs, the devil stay tryna intervene
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| Fuck it! |
| Be higher than Levine
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| Then call my bitch up, lit like a light bulb
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| But won’t eva eva switch up Industry nigga calling my phone I rarely pick up Cuz all they talk about is what new rapper they sick of Then 3 months later I’m checking music on Fader
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| And its him and the same rapper’s new record titled won’t switch up (go figure)
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| I won’t feel 'em with yo hands
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| It’s a fact I’m on these tracks just doin' wheelies with no hands
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| Niggas like to ask me like wassup with me and Wiz
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| It was what it was, now it is what it is Me, Prez and Nick, no bags, meetin' up at the clear port
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| Rumor has it me and Meek Mill fought at the airport
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| Won’t go in detail cause that ain’t how I conrole
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| But respect was the air result and at least he got down, tho
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| That’s more than I can say about a lotta these niggas
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| These iFights I’m gettin' tired of, niggas
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| Where the luv? |
| Fuck the subs! |
| It’s the hood
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| Where we at, YG? |
| We both responsible fo' bringin' this shit back, YG Fuck the money, fuck the crew, we need to chat, YG Both our first time on TV was together
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| Remember that, YG? |
| Ball’s in yo court
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| Either duck or you pass
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| Buckets of blood or buckets of cash
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| Ready either way, it’s enough of that
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| Snapbacks, no bucket hats
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| No more free verses, where yo muthafuckin' budget at?
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| I’dda put way too many niggas on fo' free
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| That get deals off my bud and get mad when I want my fee
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| Homeboy, I could tell ya I neva hustled befo'
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| Ya supposed to respect the connect, so the hustle keep gon'
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| Fo' the connect disconnect everythin' you got goin'
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| Shit, I can’t blame you fo' not knowin'
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| Shoulda just say that then
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| The rap game would let a lay back in Finally forgave us fo' that shit that went down way back when
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| It’s about progression, we too rich fo' all this regression
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| Bottles of bad bitches, now I feel the section
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| Oh yeah, no tough shit, I ain’t tryna be thug
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| This ain’t a mask on, cause deep down… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 50 Shades of Grey , by - Problem. Song from the album Mollywood 3: The Relapse, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп