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letra de change up - pimp tobi

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[intro]
aye
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aye

[verse 1: pimptobi]
n-ggas change up quick like a b-tch change fits (what)
n-ggas plottin’ on me ’cause i’m lookin’ like a l!ck (aye)
but i ain’t even trippin’ they ‘on’t know i got a stick
skateboard wit’ the knick kick flip a n-gga whip
aye b-tch i been mobbin’ since legit
this glock get to barkin’ like a m-th-f-ckin’ pit b-tch
stop lyin’ in yo’ raps you ain’t never did a skit
n-ggas ain’t know sh-t b-tch

[verse 2: payjayee]
n-ggas lookin’ for a fade i ain’t turnin’ down sh-t
turn down the wrong block bet you beatin’ down that whip
pack glock 4-5 you get smoked like a zip
i’m a ugly -ss n-gga but these b-tches on my d-ck
always post a comment e’rytime i post a pic
e’r since i got the cheese all these b-tches got the chips
all these n-ggas want my head, but a n-gga never slip
lil baby draco make a n-gga car flip

[verse 3: pimptobi]
n-ggas droppin’ like flies why these sucka n-ggas hot (aye)
since a young a n-gga b-tch i been gettin’ guap
choosin’ up on a p better come wit’ a bag ho (b-tch)
40 make a n-gga lean like he fat joe
aye b-tch make a n-gga lean back
50 in this glock i got 30 in this mac
bang a n-gga block we gon’ leave him where he at
b-tch, aye
then we pull of in a cat

[verse 4: payjayee]
e’rytime i touch down all these b-tches breakin’ necks
i see hoes eyeballin’ like they checkin’ who the ref
i ain’t even interested if it ain’t about a check
pull a n-gga out his whip like i’m playin’ grand theft
yeah, its shots where we sendin’ give a f-ck about a vest
free my n-ggas out that jam give a f-ck about the rest
smith and wesson on my hip b-tch i keep it on the left (b-tch)
when i chase a n-gga down ’til his -ss outta breathe

[verse 5: pimptobi]
aye, aye
feds on my d-ck tryna build a case
so i can’t say the sh-t i wanna really say (aye)
aye, n-ggas out here tellin’ so i’m out the way (b-tch)
i got 75 shots in this baby k
b-tch, aye
make a n-gga hit a fo’ flat
old b-tch see me up tryna come back
yellin’ free g6 ’til them gates crack (go)
sippin’ act out the brick like it came back

[verse 6: payjayee]
n-ggas say they on my head, n-gga what they wanna do?
if i catch a sucka n-gga up glock 22
30 clip hangin’ out b-tch no curfew
big audi q7 call lil shmop too
got juice, got pack, come and get yo’ issues
slide down a n-gga block send a couple shots too
since a young n-gga b-tch we been out the sun roofs (b-tch)
stop playin’ ‘fo’ we show you what this f and n do lil n-gga

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