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letra de up dat sco - grime green

[intro: sample & odr brazy]
west hialeah sh-t n-gga
(yuh)
west hialeah n-gga
(yuh)
odr
(yuh)
(ya feel me?)

[verse1]
and i wonder why
deez f-ck n-ggas
steady onnat po shi
lil brazy down
tellem we shoot
& ion shi
yall never makin money
where im at?
im on the road b-tch
ion even care about deez hoes
all a n-gga care bout, dat dough
p-ssy n-gga play with us
& we gon have to kick da front do
don’t play no sl!ck shi
cause me & gang gon be creepin
through da back do
odr west hialeah
that is what im steppin
till the day i f-ckin die
& till the day that i’ll be f-ckin restin
took dat n-gga f-ckin money
thas the bread that he was flexin
f-ck up out ma way
lil brazy don’t got feelins
so a youngin don’t be stressin
put some golds upon ma t–th
you look @ thеm they gon b shinin
i remembеr allem was seen
thas when i was up & steady grindin
swear if i see this n-gga
finna stomp his face
& have his mama cryin
drop the lo
this n-gga talkin bout he slidin
deep inside you know you lyin
if its a fade then
imma slide through with my fists
lil n-gga ion need no weapons
everywhere i f-ckin go
i got drugs & money my possesion
[verse 2: grime green]

(uh n-gga)
like press em
outside 4-5
got da smith & wesson
i don’t give a f-ck lil n-gga
i teach you a lesson
ran up on da block n-gga
i keep da tension
i don’t give a f-ck n-gga
whas yo intention
pop up out da cut widdat fye
on ma side n-gga
like why dafuq u tryna lie on my
on my kids you a fried n-gga
& i don’t give a single f-ck
cause i sip liquor
move quicker than you & yo b-tch thas fasho
yuh i up da poll
upon da road
f-ck da trolls
i don’t give a single f-ck
duck & dodge
on da on da side
on da side lines where u be
imma be widdem b’s
& im smokin em trees b-tch
[verse 3: ka$hinout$pazz]

n-gga say he spinnin
but i never heard he up dat sco
how you say you catchin n-ggas
butchu never caught a soul
b-tch ass n-gga ran
when we seen em atta f-ckin sto
pop out from dat cut
& stretch dat boi
leave em on da flo
kick in yo do
stand over
& let dat choppa blow
me and brazy finna make it out
and thas on f-ckin bro

[verse 4:odr brazy]

me and grime and spazz
hoppin out that whip
and its windows tinted
hitta n-gga widdat 55.6
annem bullets went
through his f-ckin melon
n-ggas ain’t standin up on buisness
n-ggas out here always f-ckin tellin
imma real money getter
imma real money chaser
i been ballin h-lla hard like
the muf-ckin lakers (uh)
[verse 5:grime green]
and im back on my grind
lil brudda you know fasho
that its ma time
i don’t give a f-ck
cause i ain’t even at my prime
getcho b-tch from behind
now im finna shine
i don’t give a f-ck cause i
i rise & i fly ova everybody
run up on ha imma
don’t even think about it
get the f-ck up out da way
because you ain’t bout it
been bout it n-gga (huh)
west hialeah (odr n-gga)
pump to yo chest (yea n-gga)
best believe (r.i.p nilo)
finna grease ha (yeaa uh)

- grime green

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