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letra de really him 2 - ceo jizzle

[verse 1: kenny muney]
yeah, i don’t know nothin’ but straps and profit
my life crystal clear, no foggy
everybody know i came up off broccoli
ain’t no cap, y’all keep the toppings
i just want racks and my neck to be soggy, yeah
young n-gga neck real wet
where the real blue check? most rap n-ggas flodgin’
i don’t know, baby, my n-ggas ‘nem robbin’
move like italians, i grew up young mobbin’
i just be chillin’, but soon as you play with me, young n-ggas comin’ all black like some sharpies
i am not liked, them hoes need security
yeah, i was solo when they tried to pop me
hmm, but when it be my turn, you know them gangster-ass pictures they paintеd, i’m croppin’ it, b-tch-ass n-gga

[verse 2: ceo jizzle]
i’m a suspect, never victim, ain’t no thinkin’ twicе
and if you think twice and don’t think right, then you might lose your life
always been a gangster since a jit, b-tch, i been totin’ pipes
put the gun down and get them hands, b-tch, i was taught to fight
yeah, but i ain’t really on jackin’ sh-t
if you know, you know, big ceo straight on some trappin’ sh-t
before i ever made a song, was really on some wrappin’ sh-t
ain’t talkin’ ’bout no lyrics, if you know, you know, i’m clappin’ sh-t
yeah, and i can get a n-gga stepped on
walked down on my man and faced his ass, they said, “you dead wrong”
you shouldn’t’ve said what you said, that sh-t you said in that song
you already had a fish fry, you need a tombstone
now your mama cryin’ on the daily ’cause i took her baby
missin’ your old lady, n-gga play, big ceo go crazy
you should’ve stayed up on the porch or took your ho ass to the navy
but you crossed the line, so i left your ho ass up on the pavement
and i ain’t braggin’ on no bodies, b-tch, these really facts
walked a man down, he tried to run, i hit him in his back (ricky)
any n-gga wanna go to war, b-tch, let’s go rack for rack
and if i ever took a pole from you, you won’t get it back
[verse 3: kenny muney]
these n-ggas won’t go rack for rack
ayy, muney got too much of that
on god, i’d still be up like this
if i didn’t rap, i’d touch them packs
go pack for pack, i bet you won’t
ayy, ’round my way, my sh-t new jack
go diamond for diamond, you sure won’t last
this sh-t on my neck cost a new maybach
go strap for strap, h-ll nah, don’t do it
this chop got a switch and it got a few mags
my glock got a piece on the back make it fast
my finger keep itchin’ like he got a rash
young p, that’s my brother, for him, i’ma suit up
ayy, play with big mac, gon’ have me on your ass
when me and lil dude on a mission, it’s on
y’all better be lucky i’m gettin’ a rap bag, b-tch

[verse 4: ceo jizzle]
’cause i’m a gangster and i don’t owe a n-gga sh-t
i got .223s, ar-15s, my glizzock got a switch
i got augs and f&ns and i got
i’ma teach your ass a lesson, i’ma take your ass to school ’cause i’m the truth
n-gga know what’s up, steppin’ on sh-t like some boots
walk up in the club, ho, we ain’t deep, b-tch, i’m with two
i trust him with my life, ’cause, b-tch, i know what he gon’ do
i got tweakmode in the booth, can’t say too much ’cause he the truth (on god, on gang)
yeah, b-tch, you know tweakmode, he a gangster
n-gga play with him, baow, baow, tweak spanked him
[outro: ceo jizzle]
haha
i ain’t gon’ say too much on that, though
n-ggas know what’s up, ayy, ayy
that’s the g.o.a.t.
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, n-gga?

- ceo jizzle

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