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letra de sicc and tired - aoc obama

[verse 1: big tee]
i’m sick and tired of you n-ggas talkin’ gangster sh-t
soon as a n-gga pull up on you, actin’ like a b-tch
got tired of bein’ down broke, had to grab a split
terrance taught me how to piece and cat taught me how to whip
got a lot of game from my dad and cousin j
j taught me how to hustle, pops told me never play
keep your eyes open son and watch from every way
and never put your trust in these n-ggas ’cause these n-ggas snakes
you n-ggas know my name, b-tch i’m big tee
same n-gga went crazy on that meek mills beat
same n-gga in my city f-ckin’ up the streets
k!lled my n-gga fred and i turned to a cold beast
gave my n-gga quincy life for some f-ck sh-t
then them crackers tried to f-ck me dry with the same d-ck
i just got time, watchin’ episodes of better gold
i lost my son, this sh-t hurt ’cause he ain’t get to see four
used to f-ck with dog food, now it’s cookie bowls
used to want a body, now a n-gga want a bankroll
crackers had a n-gga locked down twenty-four
used to want a body, now a n-gga want a bankroll

[verse 2: aoc obama]
‘member the bentley? the haters was sick to they stomach
i pulled up on my ex, she d-mn near vomit
even my own n-ggas said i bet he don’t own it
then asked them sucker sh-t like how many miles on it?
man i’m so sick of these pocket watching n-ggas
like i ain’t get it out the mud to these six figures
i’m on nine four tim crib, sh-t’s bigger
see me in the mall, come here lil baby, get this picture
you know what? i got some’ for you b-tch n-ggas
drop a lil bag, send big tee to get with you
you gon’ think sh-t’s sweet ’til you see n-ggas
walkin’ on the side of your crib with them big pistols

[chorus: aoc obama]
i’m sick and tired of these n-ggas, they the police
get caught with an eight ball, they tellin’ on kids
i’m sick and tired of these b-tches, they f-ckin’ for free
sleepin’ on they friend’s couch, kids with they auntie
i’m sick and tired of these n-ggas, they the police
get caught with an eight ball, they tellin’ on kids
i’m sick and tired of these b-tches, they f-ckin’ for free
sleepin’ on they friend’s couch, kids with they auntie

- aoc obama

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