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lirik lagu big30 & n less entertainment - cmo 4l

[intro: big30]
(shakelova, that’s my dad)
blrrd, big blrrd (mmm, manny, cook that sh~t up)
uh
say, it’s hard to f~ck with me, ayy

[verse: big30]
i like sh~ttin’ on baby momma ’cause she hate that sh~t (hate that sh~t)
i done made a hundred ‘fore 10, it’s 8:36 (it’s 8:36)
street n~gga, take that drip out (street), send it straight to the bricks (straight to the projects)
do you know how many bad b~tches ate this d~ck? (bad, ate this d~ck)
they can’t shake this sh~t (shake it), they can’t take this d~ck (they can’t take it)
fifty thousand in my mouth (fifty), i’m like, “ho, taste this spit” (come here, come here)
ever catch me in your party, it’s a drac’ in it (a blrrd)
seven, ’97 demon, scared to race this b~tch (skrrt, vroom)
biggest gangster go against the city (the city)
i’m street for real, i got a bond with all the pretty b~tches (pretty b~tches)
we changin’ lives as choppa gang (choppa), take the chop’ for these switches (these switches)
or send a drop to my lil’ n~gga phone, i grant your wishes (hit him up)
i take care all my b~tches but i spend more on my n~ggas (lift ’em up)
’cause they gon’ be there, life or death, the b~tch don’t pull no trigger (f~ck ’em)
forever speak my mind, i got that from my n~gga mister (mister)
don’t take no sh~t, stand on that business and keep totin’ that pistol (totin’ that pistol)
man, i’m like, “f~ck a n~gga” (f~ck a n~gga), b~tch, i got a truste six~figure (a trust)
done lost your d~mn mind, can’t f~ck me and don’t f~ck my n~gga (gotta f~ck)
n~ggas done died for less, better watch who you cussin’, n~gga (watch who you buck)
i might get mad, hop in that red eye and go bust a n~gga (hop out and bust)
why would you play with me? (blrrd, blrrd) you know i been hoppin’ in cars (on god)
i dropped a n~gga ass before i ever dropped some bars (that’s on god)
i was a senile before a boss, had to play my card (go get, on god)
if nuskie told me shoot at you, then your ass gettin’ shot (gettin’ shot)
a glock 19 with fifty shots, look like a hangin’ pot (blrrd, blrrd)
i love this nickel, but the glock 30 my favorite glock
they know i’m slow, i done spinned on sh~t out my momma car (that’s on my momma)
the opps can’t wait ’til they catch me, i bring sh~t to a stop (to a stop)
sh~t done got easy, i sit on my ass and watch sh~t drop (b~tch sh~t)
them baby threats, don’t play that sh~t, they leave sh~t in the car (they bench sh~t)
a problem child, even my momma know i k!lled before (murder)
let off a hundred, i done really felt like wilt before (wilt chamberlain)
talkin’ ’bout wilt chamberlain just in case your dumbass listen slow (ha)
n~ggas can’t tell me sh~t if i done f~cked this b~tch before (can’t tell me nothin’)
i be on every block like big30 a liquor store (block)
i keep a gun over at choppa gang, we pistol totin’ (blrrd)
certified members in them cars behind me, quick to blow it (blrrd, blrrd)
and if it four guns in these cards, then it’s a clip for sure (the blrrd)
i put that on my soul with no guns, i push sh~t on swole (on swole)
it’s still free shiesty, he just did nine months in the hole (up in the hole)
how the f~ck you gon’ break a herman with a steel sole? (steel sole)
money my casket, ask my fingers, throwin’ up cmos (cmos)
cg for life, on tim froze (gone)

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