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letra de 2 dun up 4 u - chuck paradi$e

2 dun up 4 u lyrics
it was four fifty for the zip though
four fizzy by the hip close
u hear it guaranteed ya get low (wait)
a shot could knock down a hippo
i’m from harper ave and stuyvesant
owe dough and lose ya life for ends
i done lost all type of friends
since flintstones had vitamins (f-ck em)
push the work can’t resign after
move the weight like a linebacker (i do)
the track go hard make me drive faster
i’m pourin’ up like a wine tavern (pour up)
you know i get very aggressive
this sh-t like a scary obsession
i been down hit the bottom of bottoms
my comе up on the daily impressive
usеd to walk em’ down ill stretch ya
paramedic tryna put ya body on a stretcher (d-mn)
no cap no gas like a tesla
tell her shoot it she gone do it like alexa
peer pre$$ure so i shine like a diamond
ripped up contracts at the signings
i can see the bullsh-t thru the fine print
i ain’t tryna pay back like nine m’s (pay me)
labels talkin bout takin my publishing
they want me all my creative control (what)
industry started feeling like government
offered money to play with my soul
the homies asked why i ain’t signed yet
you been writing crack like rhymefest (why not)
but i ain’t found the right time yet
told flex dont even drop the bomb yet (just wait)
the pointer finger get curvy (boom)
whole squad seven thirty (whoop)
never ever made curfew (nah)
still made it on my grind early (whats that)
lets take it back i ain’t rollin no seven
bettin it trips
push u pay all
coppin my dutches out getty eleven
gettin the bali from my corner store
all that i wanted was a audemar
all that i wanted was a glass house
stackin my paper drinkin quarter water
made the deposits time to cash out (talk)
n—– be buggin make me lash out
i just been tryna protect my peace (yeah)
but know it nothing we can crash out
but when its up you go get police
and i ain’t ever with the f-ckery
matter fact b-tch get the f-ck from me
treat you like a fiend right after a serve
dont make me be mean and give you the dirt
i keep me some dummies on me for the dummies (oww)
f-ck on my b-tch til she softer than gummy (oww)
bussin’ again we off more of them hitters
its beef for sale you can’t afford none with us
troublesome since i was young as eleven
jumped off the porch in a pair of new sevens
shout to my pop for making a king
got guardian angels round me sent from heaven
i ain’t too worried bout you n—– steppin’
make you the example and teach you a lesson
my mind is a rifle my tongue is a sword
got married to money but never had wedding
go to sleep get slit like freddy (yeah yeah)
scary hours dont trip like becky
i got shooters like roman and dom
my getaway dime spin the wheel like letty
pineapple juice mixing lean in the henny
dying to shoot fit the heat in the skinnies (on)
the first one to die was too eager to get me
too sharp with pursuit i can beam on a penny (go)
ain’t no id or no evidence left
i only aim for the head or the chest (bow)
u f-ckin around with the best of the best
revenge and new money feel than better than s-x (whats better)
make ya next move ya best move (yeah)
finesse the check like chess move (we on)
won’t find ya body til the next moon
throw you in the yard
tell my dogs fetch food
i told n—– then i showed n—–
origami guns i fold triggers (whoo)
n—– lie should grow they nose bigger (whoo)
four deep in a black and gold vigor (whoo)
f-ck a loser ima known winner
i dont care about no n—- (yeah)
l!ck a shot like the christmas story
ol’ boy cold he keep the pole wit him
you ain’t gangster you a whole victim
my n—– cook ya like home kitchen
find ya body with ya dome missing
had to recognize you by ya phone picture (haaa)
dont give a f-ck who dont like me
take money like pooh im sheisty
rep ghost town cause the sh-t made me (i do)
and ya know ya done you hear tracy
im too done up for you
i can not f-ck with you
im mixing my pain with bali and e’s
i finished the jungle juice
you too done up for me
you can not f-ck with me
ill embarrass you publicly
you said its up now ya stuck with beef
im too done up for you
i can not f-ck with you
im mixing my pain with bali and e’s
i finished the jungle juice
you too done up for me
you can not f-ck with me
ill embarrass you publicly
you said its up now ya stuck with beef

(you said its up now ya stuck with me)
aye

- chuck paradie

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