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letra de smack2win - baby grizzley

[intro]
h-lluva made the beat, baby

[verse]
i used to bang blue in my hood, got this b-tch bl–dy
gang bang [?] my relatives can’t call me cousin
these n-ggas got the rap game dry, i’m ’bout to flood it
hit your baby mama while she [?]
[?] used to say i’m dumb
now i’m riding round with a drum
who you be?
what’s your statis?
where you from?
if you ain’t know, i’m the motherf-cking one
i brought the rari to the block, this b-tch ain’t got no top
43 on my glock, my mama told me stop
i can’t let a n-gga slide, have you pressed if you an opp
telling a lie to your face if you a cop
i say my audomor [?] 200 bands on that
[?] we gon’ stand on that
yeah, i hit that lil b-tch, but i ain’t playing on that
big chain, and i’ma take your face, you put your hand on that
lamb, i can scate
lil n-ggas in my way, i came shooting out the gate
i told your b-tch to wait, i spent 90 on a rolеy, i can’t see the day or date
i spent 6 blocks, i’m tryna sеnd a n-gga to that gate
kicked her to the curb, she ain’t bleeding, say she needing me
upped 200 thousand on that boy, he ain’t believe in me
82, i pray to mac and mitch, ’cause i believe in [?]
catch a gang sign, gotta shoot it out, we can’t relieve [?]
pull up in that red astin martin, to [?]
sugar mama, make her sing to me like anita b
f-ck with gotti, but i couldn’t wear a chain with a c
dawg [?] i know where he’ll be
yeah, i talk that big cash sh-t, and they can’t f-ck with it
i touched 500 k before i touched 50
and i be in and out the cut, booted up
somebody tell these n-ggas they from detroit [?]
i told god forgive me, ’cause i’ve been sinning
50 clip, but i got 2 bullets, ’cause i’ve been spinning
all my old hoes been coming back, since i’ve been winning
probably wouldn’t believe it, if i tell you about my beginning
i’m in the bentley coupe, i got a semmi tool
23 on my face, but i’m wearing fendi shoes
i’ smoking dope, sipping, i’m off a remy too
[?] k!ll you, that go for any dude
i [?] do it, i’m praying he gon’ shoot it
i seen the realest turn p-ssy, i can’t trust a human
i’m ’bout it ’bout it, master p, that n-gga staying stupid
i love all my lil hoes, i believe in cupid
what the head like?
finesse a b-tch, i’m tryna show you what my bed like
she said she gon’ hold me down, i told her yeah, right
yeah, right, i can’t lie, the head right
clean it up, head hight
pull up on a red bike, he disrespected us, we right on his head, strike
you know we make these n-ggas stand on what they said, right?
yeah, free that n-gga [?] he got fed life
i put that spider on the block, i’m flexing for the summer
i told her i can change your life, or i can change my number
and she so cold, i be sick, i’m hearing she a runner
i hit your crib with the pipe, they thinking i’m a plumber
they thinking i’m a
30 in my clip, 200 in my bag
lame b-tch say she done with me, b-tch, i’m glad
i got some new jewelry, so i don’t speak on what i had
told such and such, i’m tryna f-ck her like i’m mad
30 in a
d-mn, i said that already
dawg smoked, tell the opps, dead that already
i told her let me get that wap, i know you want some fetty
you faked me off, and i’ma f-ck your mama, b-tch, i’m petty
probably ain’t the same blood, n-gga, that you met me
i got another stripe, another ho
i got a new plug, a new pole
[?] fasho
this ain’t the white or the roles, i’m the other gold
i f-ck that b-tch catching a play, shout out to buffalo
this ain’t the wraith or the phantom, i’m in the other roles
bae, i love you to death, but i’m f-cking other hoes
one two b’s, i’m throwing fives up
who rocking with me?
it’s too late to pull me over, my chop [?]
i pop the cemmi, send him on the way to meet his maker
female opps, i call the glizzy anita baker
i call my glizzy the anita
female opps, i call my glizzy the anita
[?] the anita
tell these n-ggas bang

- baby grizzley

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