| Yah
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| Thirty, thirty
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| GG forever
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| The plug, he be droppin' off the load, oh
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| Informant in your clique, he gotta go, go
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| My hitters, they’ll come and snatch your soul woah
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| All I wanted was some dough now and I need more, oh
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| I got me some paper, I need more, oh
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| Now and I got me some bitches, I need more, oh
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| And my son, he is a rich kid, he need more, oh
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| Throwin' up them sevens, nigga
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| You know what I’m reppin, (Tre 7)
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| And we keep them weapons
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| Every nigga want me stabbed
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| Country bitch so sexy
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| Uh, she come down from Texas
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| Bitch cappin', estrogen
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| They kicked her out of the Lexus (Skrrt)
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| If I get cold, I put on minks to cover up my gun (Brr)
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| And my son has Cuban linked ever since that he was one (On God)
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| Earned my stripes, I asked the streets
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| They said you ain’t got none
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| It’s just GG for life, you finish off where you began (for life)
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| Lil bitch, you know we bout that shit
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| Don’t act like you retarded
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| And if I had a problem with you, nigga I would solve it (uh huh)
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| My brother, that' my partner
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| I ain’t has no fuckin' father (He murdered)
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| No, I’m not from Harlem, but I’m a fuckin' Globetrotter (ah ah ah)
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| The plug, he be droppin' off the load, oh
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| Informant in your clique, he gotta go, go
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| My hitters, they’ll come and snatch your soul woah
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| All I wanted was some dough now and I need more, oh
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| I got me some paper, I need more, oh
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| Now and I got me some bitches, I need more, oh
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| And my son, he is a rich kid, he need more, oh
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| I used to trap right in front of the store
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| I ran that up and I need me some more
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| Come to my trap, you get searched at the door
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| Your bitch a freak, I fuck her on the floor
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| I fucked that bitch till her pussy got sore
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| We movin' militant on one accord
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| My young nigga’s silent, make sure they straight
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| I got the ARP, I got a Drac'
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| I got them hunnids balled up in the safe
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| I’m from the projects, now I’m by the lake
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| I beat the case, and they got it on tape
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| She let me fuck, we ain’t go on no date
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| Feds on my ass, I can’t make no mistakes
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| My cousin got life, now they tryna escape
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| Been savin' up because I want a Wraith
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| Look back in my past, I done came a long way
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| I gotta go hard, I ain’t takin no breaks
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| My nephew is four, he eat lobster and steak
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| They act like they love me, I know it’s fake
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| Don’t talk on the phone, meet the plug face to face
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| I sent them shooters right there where you stay
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| They said you ain’t home so I told 'em to wait
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| They campin' all night if that’s what it take
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| You don’t make your funeral, shoot up the wake
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| The plug, he be droppin' off the load, oh
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| Informant in your clique, he gotta go, go
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| My hitters, they’ll come and snatch your soul woah
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| All I wanted was some dough now and I need more, oh
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| I got me some paper, I need more, oh
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| Now and I got me some bitches, I need more, oh
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| And my son, he is a rich kid, he need more, oh
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| He need more
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| I need more
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| I need more
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| I need more
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| I need more |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Need Mo , by - Shy Glizzy. Song from the album Fully Loaded, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп