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lirik lagu bj balla – blow 3 (freestyle)

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(verse 1)
i said
sold all my drugs
need another brick
tossed my weapon in a shoot out
n~ggas need another bl!ck
i seen them kids sleeping and i told them i’m on backs
my broski yell out “sean paul” and he just make it clap
hit him in his back
told him not to lack
take a n~ggas life then you turn into some pack
my mama told me im gon end up dead or in the box
but i don’t give a f~ck i’m really out here spinning blocks
and im on my grind
money on my mind
its hard to make change
when these n~ggas dropping dimes
never let a b~tch f~ck with your money or your time
starts to hold you down but in the end she’ll do you grime
i’ll probably tote the deuce i’ll probably tote the mag
the laser on the glizzy got me playing laser tag
bj out here balling and these n~ggas really mad
cuz we stacking all these book and i’m really in my bag
blunt full of gas
cup full of dirty
you could do the most for n~ggas and they will show you they ain’t worthy
real sh~t no lie make a n~gga wanna cry
jumped off the porch once i seen my n~ggas die
and seen my mama cry
heart full of hate
went from playing tag to n~ggas sparking an 8th
money coming fast
got me moving outta pace
getting so much chicken n~ggas gotta say they grace
i’m a young n~gga
chilling with a cougar
pistol pick a n~gga up call my gun a uber
if i don’t got the pistol best believe i got a shooter
and if we don’t got the v then we spinning in a scooter
nightmare on the block n~ggas call me freddy krueger
i pull out the ruger and aim at your medulla
bang on the spot when i aim with the glock
you think the boy hooka how i’m flaming his top
growing up i had a tec but i wasn’t refin da game
i never shot up at a rim but got respect for my aim
when i wasn’t moving but i was the best with the cane
stepped in my lane now the pistol to the left of his brain
i seen a n~gga go broke and start robbing his bro’s
if they ain’t f~cking with my cyph
then i’m calling them foes
my n~ggas rather shoot it out then have ball with them pros
10 dead or in jail thats the life that we chose
my og always told me take the pole to his throat
and if he eat the first shot you better feed him some more
if he run up in ya crib you better grip it some more
treat the n~gga like the cops and f~cking kick in his door
balla
(outro)
yal n~ggas know whats up man


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