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lirik lagu big steff & chicken p - stand on it

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[intro: big steff]
stand on that sh~t (stand on that sh~t)
b~tch~ass n~gga
come on (b~tch)
n~ggas sayin’ this and that, n~gga, move accordingly
(ajaks, this a banger)
huh, ayy

[verse 1: big steff]
n~ggas sayin’ this and that, n~gga, move accordingly (move accordingly, n~gga)
when that sh~t hit the fan, we chase him down in horses (chase his ass down)
arp, switch the b~tton, n~gga, i be forcin’ it (boom, boom)
head tapper, hat grabber, go pick up the corpse (pick his ass up)
headfirst in the streets, i been off the porch (hmm)
srt, i’m pushin’ horses, this is not a porsche (not a motherf~ckin’, huh)
watch how quick i suit up when it’s time for war
we been blowin’ you n~ggas out, n~gga, check the score (check the motherf~ckin’ score)
puttin’ belt right to ass, n~gga, that’s of course (belt sh~t, n~gga)
lettin’ dogs off the leash and they come with forcе (hrr)
and all you n~ggas cheap and y’all b~tches poor (cheap~ass n~gga, huh?)
i just spеnt a thirty piece when i hit the store (thirty, n~gga)

[verse 2: chicken p]
ap cost me— hmm, this b~tch cost a fortune
last week, i made an uh, that’s a brick of yorkie
huh, this a yellow brick road, i got a brick of dorothy
hmm, play with me, you gettin’ balled on, i can’t show no broke n~gga mercy
my name chicken p, no limit to this paper, i’m like that n~gga percy
buy a thousand of low ‘bows, come on, we finna terp ’em
mm, don’t know what the f~ck this n~gga smokin’, think he finna search me
uh, look me in my eyes, before you try it, you gon’ end up murdered
he tried to run, they put a sh~ll on his back, we turnt him to a turtle
like twenty thousand dollars spent on strikes, we ridin’ in it lurkin’
i’ll pull this b~tch up from the line like that n~gga dirk
hmm, sneak dissin’ through these hoes gon’ get you n~ggas hurt
we ain’t waitin’ for no smoke, go get them n~ggas first, hmm
have ’em throwin’ fish fries, they gettin’ sent to church
[verse 3: p4evalit]
ayy, he was talkin’ out his top, but now he on a shirt (he get boxed out)
it’s the middle of the month, i’m dumpin’ like the first (brrt)
go spin a block ’bout a troll ’cause he gon’ get it worse (he gon’ get it first)
first close your legs up, baby, where your purse? (where that bag at?)
i’m really havin’, can’t be stopped, you know we cbs (know we can’t be stopped)
seven heads on one block, you know i beat the west (like where my head at?)
can use the blender or the pot, but i’ma treat the ‘rex (which one you want?)
i’ll treat the rental like a spot, come and get on deck (come and get one)
twenty thousand in your stash, that ain’t nothin’ (them n~ggas f~cked up)
better play it like a fan, i done walked in with a b~tton (i got that cash on me)
i’ll count it with my hand, treat the headies like my cousin (b~tch my cousin)
if they catch me on that road, i’m mclovin, n~gga (i’m outta there)


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