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letra de lil bit (outro) - sha mula

[intro]
put that sh-t on tnt
this ain’t no f-cking game, these n-gg-s think i’m playin’ with ‘em

[chorus]
it’s a lil’ bit of this
it’s a lil’ bit of that
it’s a lil’ bit of n-gg-s on my block
holdin’ lil’ bit of straps
lil’ bit of fake and a lil’ bit of real
lil’ bit of trap and a lil’ bit of drill
lil’ bitty b-tch at my bell right now
young n-gg- stackin’ a lil’ bit of bills

[verse 1]
are you n-gg-s dumb?
i bang on a boy when a get this drunk (get this drunk)
my n-gg- might pick you up
like a pick up truck, he big as f-ck (he big)
all of my n-gg-s are rich as f-ck
f-ckin’ a b-tch ’til my d-ck get stuck
i ain’t gon’ stop ’til i get this nut
f-ck with the paper and get ripped up
(yeah yeah)
i keep a hundred
these n-gg-s be thinking i’m [?] (uh uh)
young boy with the sauce, no nugget
if a n-gg- say he run i don’t trust it
whole lotta fake and a lil’ bit of real (bit of real)
ice on my neck, it’s a lil’ bit of chill (uh uh)
flatbush be the hood i claim
like a football game, i’m still in the field (in the field)
don’t take me simple again, get popped
you would think it’s a pimple again (get popped)
i be f-ckin a b-tch in the front
take note, everybody get a pencil a pen
(let’s go)

[refrain]
they ain’t got no guap
they never saw work, they ain’t pop no glock (no glock)
they be like: “why the block so hot?”
’cause i stay with that 9 that rondo got (rondo got)
they ain’t got no guap
they never saw work, they ain’t pop no glock (no glock)
they be like: “why the block so hot?”
’cause i stay with that 9 that rondo got (rondo got)
they ain’t put no pain in (pain in)
we ain’t want no n-gg- up no raining (uh uh)
if a n-gg- tryna stop my payment (so what)
we’ll put him on a hot vacation (vacation)
(yeah)
i’m on my way up
i gotta get paid up
young n-gg- wanna ball no lay up
(yeah)
i’m on my way up (way up)
i gotta get paid up (paid up)
young n-gg- wanna ball no lay up (lay up)

[verse 2]
ain’t no more n-gg-s like me
i roll to the block where your boy might be at (uh uh)
n-gg- might get rolled over by a range rover
’cause that boy might be flat (flat)
shot him, i shoot like t-mac (t-mac)
told my young boy chill, just relax (relax)
i’ma go get the bag
i’ll be back
with a brand new benz e-cl-ss

[chorus]
lil’ bit of this
lil’ bit of that
lil’ bit of n-gg-s on my block
holding lil’ bit of straps
lil’ bit of fake and a lil’ bit of real
lil’ bit of trap and a lil’ bit of drill
lil’ bitty b-tch at my bell right now
young n-gg- stackin’ a lil’ bit of bills
lil’ bit of this
lil’ bit of that
lil’ bit of n-gg-s on my block
holdin’ lil’ bit of straps
lil’ bit of fake and a lil’ bit of real
lil’ bit of trap and a lil’ bit of drill
lil’ bitty b-tch at my bell right now
young n-gg- stackin’ a lil’ bit of bills

- sha mula

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