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Accidental Shit Talking (Intro)

 

Accidental Shit Talking (Intro)

(专辑: Accidental Shit Talkin - 2020)


(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Yeah, what up, Sav?
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Hey

I'm a big homie, you a spot worker
Bitch, that's a thousand pills in you, better stop twerking
Peezy called me and said rap and I just stopped working
My old bitch left me scarred, but it did not hurt me
Nope, that shit turned me to a beast
Hit the spot, hustled for three weeks, and I did not sleep
I got another gun on me, you must did not peep
'Cause your dumb ass had audacity to try to rob me
Made it out the trenches, baby, I'm an odd-beater
You be drinking green lean, so your nine cheaper
I'ma hit the booth every day 'til my job complete
Don't wanna pay that fee? Well, go to them niggas down the street
I was selling real weed back in high school
Had the whole building smoking, that's a high school
When you in my dopehouse, you got five rules
Don't snitch, sniff, shoot, fall asleep, and you can't lie too
Diesel called me with some red, I'm 'bout to fly to him
If I stack them twenties up, they like 5'2"
Don't give a fuck about that Draco, you can die shooting it
Broke my heart when I dropped that pint, killers cry too
You heard what the fuck I said, I don't repeat myself
I don't look up to nobody, wanna be myself
If you asked me five years ago where I see myself
Would've told you in a dopehouse putting G's on scales
Yeah, now my life did a three-sixty
Without a deal, I made three-fifty, you signed a three-sixty
I ain't stingy, it's enough food for you to eat with me
Hate when I help a nigga out and he compete with me
Damn, that shit unacceptable
Hit him with the fin, if he survive, he a vegetable
Okay, I fuck you seventeen times, what that neck could do?
You jumped back in the streets and then told, I can't respect you
Kids damn near having seizures, they see me in person
Nigga, fuck some Benihanas, you might see me at Church's
Them niggas tried to jump me, now they leaving in hearses
Tryna cook a whole brick with that same pot you used to deep fry turkey
Yeah, hey, you niggas ham sandwich
Karate chop a whole brick, I'm a gram master
I might pull up to the hood in a Grand National
Dog knocked so many fiends out, it's a grand champion
Nigga

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