| I’m like the the only nigga rappin' like a still
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| Young nigga with that sell from your Chestfield
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| Hollow tip shots rippin' through that vest feel
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| My new bitch bad, wonder how my ex feel
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| Niggas steady speakin' know what’s best for me
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| Same niggas never once brought a check to me
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| Enemies cast me when on 9, nigga that’s fine
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| Don’t need an army to be a soldier, I’mma rep mine anyways
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| Hate to the, brought the Henny through
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| A nigga gettin' fucked up!
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| Pull up to the house with my tennis loose
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| Bumpin' Gin & Juice
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| A young nigga need to fuck some
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| Yeah, laced the 23s, 4−5 for the revolution
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| Mollywood fans man that’s my evolution
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| But you niggas gon' respect my execution
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| And I still got that Cookie like I’m fuckin' Lucious
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| Whoo, don’t make me throw you in a trash
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| Pick up your dime now nigga, finna basketball
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| Cut my fuckin' phone up, I ain’t about to answer y’all
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| What’s the problem, y’all finna know the answer y’all
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| There ain’t one jack fo' ya if you tell niggas ain’t giant
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| What I wanted one down bitch, tell nigga he ain’t giant
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| I got a bad ass bitch and a fat ass whip
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| I got a bad ass bitch and a fat ass whip
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| I got a bad ass bitch and a fat ass whip
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| And a gang of money, I don’t play that shit
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| I got a bad ass bitch and a fat ass whip
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| And a gang of money, I don’t play that shit
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| Man everybody know, man everybody know when I come through
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| Man everybody know, man everybody know when I come through
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| Man everybody know, man everybody know
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| (Aye, guys, what’s goin' on? I’m just livin', you know what I mean)
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| (It's just another day in this cold world)
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| I’m like the the only nigga rappin' like a still
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| Can’t lie to be fuckin' on my ex still
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| I know I said my new bitch way badder
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| But a nigga still in love with, how his ex feel
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| Will never talk bout nothin' I ain’t down to do
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| You gettin' it like us then we proud of you
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| Hope your money run way longer than ten hammers
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| Cause we all be around the next ten summers
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| Couple niggas switched on us when the light left
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| Guess cause the model hadn’t trained in for the fight yet
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| Make a nigga pick side, but he be scared to chose
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| How the fuck you gon' win when you scared to lose?
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| That’s why I stay by myself, group chat with the squad strategizing for wealth
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| My nigga Tom from DLG just stepped in
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| Independently my nig, the G’s that cracked in (Diamond Lane!)
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| Hungry niggas with an appetite
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| Bout to knock your bitch pussy to the afterlife
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| My nigga Poof and Gray with me, I don’t have to fight
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| This from the heart I ain’t have to write, nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everybody Know , by - Problem. Song from the album Mollywood 3: The Relapse, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп