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letra de uncut & raw - big moochie grape

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[intro]
big moochie
(montana corleone made this one)
gigantic
(sosa 808)
the biggest
yes, sir

[verse 1]
yeah (uh-huh)
n-ggas ain’t built like us (uh)
n-ggas ain’t cut like us (uh)
shots fired for any n-gga tryna call my bluff, yeah
thankin’ the good lord i’m livin’ good right now, ’cause my past, it used to be rough, yeahh (amen)
get all my folks and take them out the hood (get all my folks) ’cause the sh-t that you talk about, i could give two f-cks (b-tch)
yeah, pull up with k’s, b-tch, like we the ku klux
got in my bag, gotta dig it, the blue box (blue box)
codeine my beverage, i’m sippin’ on two cups (two cups)
did all this sh-t with the hustle, no luck (yes, sir)
havin’ that green likе a milwaukee buck (like milwaukee bucks)
i’m a big dog and you lil’ n-ggas pups (you lil’ n-ggas pups)
i make that call, b-tch, your sh-t’ll get hit up
n-ggas act likе b-tches, know that i’m sick of it
run in your spot, b-tch, you know it’s a stickup
put some shots to your sh-t and i bet you won’t get up (bet you won’t get up)
i’m in the hood trappin’ ‘bows out the pickup (‘bows out the pickup)
got your b-tch on my d-ck, suck ’til she hiccup (uh, uh)
strikin’ your b-tch from the back, yeah, that ass, she gon’ lift it up, yeah
dropped out of school, i was breakin’ the rules (yeah), in the tenth grade, i had no choice but to get up (big moochie)
[chorus]
n-ggas be talkin’, but scared to get up with me (n-ggas be hoes)
big moochie grape, i been f-cked up the city (big moochie)
my mouth and my wrist by itself, that’s a buck fifty
i’m the hardest sh-t out, man, these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
n-ggas be talkin’, but scared to get up with me
big moochie grape, i been f-cked up the city
my mouth and my wrist by itself, that’s a buck fifty
i’m the hardest sh-t out, man, these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me

[verse 2]
young n-gga monster (b-tch, i’m a monster)
talkin’ that tough sh-t, we cut out your tonsils (we gon’ cut out your tonsils)
young rich n-gga still chasin’ these commas (i’m still chasin’ the commas)
put in that work, i put that on my mama (on sharon)
ice on me cold, that sh-t cost like two hunna (two hunna)
brand new whip, that b-tch go like two hunna (skrrt, skrrt)
post in the trap and i get off the bundles (i get off the bundles)
i bought me a glock and the clip anaconda (frrt)
f-ck all the opps, throw they body in the dumpster

[interlude]
b-tch, ha
yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, big moochie
ha, yeah, yeah, gigantic
uh, gigantic
uh, uh, gigantic
[verse 3]
back in the trap house (back in the trap house)
put some more smoke on the opps, now they tapped out (now they tapped out)
i was down broke, i got rich, had it mapped out (had it mapped out)
don’t f-ck with rappers, they know that they capped out
in cleveland, ohio f-ckin’ white hoes at matt house (true story)
ogs see me and they takin’ they head down (true story)
remember them days takin’ trips on the greyhound (true story)
east haiti baby, remember them days we used to shoot at the playground (true story)

[outro]
huh
yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah
huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah
ha
gigantic
b-tch
yes, sir

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