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lirik lagu big yaya - hit or miss

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([?] on the beat)
brr, ya ya ya
(yozora)
([?] you cooked this up)

[chorus]
how i’m gon’ stop? my lil’ sister watching
the blidda or play ball was my options
n~ggas you grew up with start opping
get your first glitta’, start popping (grr grr grr)
go hit the trap, clientele copping
get older, bodies start dropping
guess n~ggas tired of boxing

[verse]
ma’ got two jobs, still ain’t go shopping
now i’m on the opp block opp shopping
and you can’t leave without a body bag
these b~tches for everybody like a yellow cab
they know it was us, all they seen was hollows and a yellow flag
imma give my kids what i never had
can’t have ’em call another n~gga dad
[?], me and benjy playing tag
got ice on my jeweler’, i caught a scab
don’t got the g thеn i gotta stab
i used to be in the crack housе bumpin’ ars (no cap)
pack on the face card, throw it on the tab
i’mma get the lamborghini, used to want the jag’
call the driver, used to hop out of the cab
it’s crazy i called the plug before i called my dad
i’mma throw a hollow before i throw a jab
if it’s rags or riches, then i’m the rag
why you talkin’? b~tch i wanna hear you gag
good b~tch, my lifestyle turned her bad
before it get good, swear it’s gon’ get bad
i was up on a route, you was on your bed
she asked “what’s matha?” pointed at her head (matha)
“yaya what you smoking?” the opps that’s dead
countin’ on blue while i’m sipping red
plug hit him with a brick just like i’m craig
only pots in the kitchen, left out with bread
bro was hungry now he gettin’ fed
i meant bro was eating now he in the fed (swear to god)
[?] pack was missing like sh~t got left
ten for the legs, w hit his head
said she ain’t dropping matha, left that b~tch on read (bye)
i know a n~gga died from talking on the web
foreign rider, came from bikes with the peds
[chorus]
how i’m gon’ stop? my lil’ sister watching
the blidda or play ball was my options
n~ggas you grew up with start opping
get your first glitta’, start popping (grr grr grr)
go hit the trap, clientele copping
get older, bodies start dropping
guess n~ggas tired of boxing


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