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letra de am on my guard - stigs

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[intro: [?]]
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
my dawg stigs (my dawg stigs)
pecky (pecky, pecky, pecky)
dunkno fam
go hard (go hard)
six motherf-cking greaze (six motherf-cking greaze)
benny the g
straight
young sneaks in the motherf-cking building
yeah

[chorus: stigs]
i’m on my guard
if there’s a little madness about i got the nank (nank)
benny got the baby nine to clap a guy (bow)
cs got the trey to blow your life away (dead ’em)
i’m on my guard
if there’s a little madness about i got the nank (nank)
benny got the baby nine to clap a guy (bow)
cs got the trey to blow your life away (dead ’em)

[verse 1: stigs]
listen i woke up loving myself
so i looked into the mirror for a close up
got washed (got washed), got dressed (got dressed)
phone smugs everything was all blessed (all nice)
benny phoned me next, he buss case so that released my stress (yeah)
looked out the window see chicks about, so i make sure my swagger is at best
but i’m ready for war
my heart is more icy than a jewellery store
[?], smugs, termz, sam, couple of my n-ggas i would squeeze for (bow bow bow)
so i went on the bus on a bad boy ting not prison no harm
phoned up brants said come to his yard but did a little madness i be on your guard

[chorus: stigs]
i’m on my guard
if there’s a little madness about i got the nank (nank)
benny got the baby nine to clap a guy (bow)
cs got the trey to blow your life away (dead ’em)
i’m on my guard
if there’s a little madness about i got the nank (nank)
benny got the baby nine to clap a guy (bow)
cs got the trey to blow your life away (dead ’em)

[verse 2: stigs]
i’m on my way now
nank in my pocket so if a n-gga traps ’bout (stab ’em)
or if i catch a n-gga slippin’ right now (ooh)
i creep on a n-gga with a fat smile (dead ’em)
i nank him and leave his soul flying ’round (’round)
and that’s oscar winning so i take a bow (dunkno)
and when they say sky is the limit
they mean your soul boy and further down the motherf-cking clouds
quieting down (shhh)
can’t bullsh-t or qualify you get napped down
six degrees
[?] asks mommy for a strap underneath the christmas tree
and i blowing up these beats like tnt
and my squad the hardest i guarantee
i will clean off your roads like a tfg
and this tracks easy like abc’s

[chorus: stigs]
i’m on my guard
if there’s a little madness about i got the nank (nank)
benny got the baby nine to clap a guy (bow)
cs got the trey to blow your life away (dead ’em)
i’m on my guard
if there’s a little madness about i got the nank (nank)
benny got the baby nine to clap a guy (bow)
cs got the trey to blow your life away (dead ’em)

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