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lirik lagu bright campa - eastwood crib session

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[verse 1]
sick of these n~ggas (sick)
sick of these n~ggas (sick, sick)
hire some help (help)
get rid of these n~ggas (skrr)
sick of this sh~t, move to the ritz
move to the back
it is what it is, yeah
gle, ’cause that lambo movin’ fast (skrr)
s class, g class, lotta class, yeah
in a rocket and that b~tch ain’t got no tags, yeah
louis bags in exchange for body bags, yeah
[pre~chorus]
sick of these n~ggas
sick of these n~ggas
hire some help, get rid of these n~ggas
f~ck what it was~was, it is what it is
whatever you did, it is what it is

[chorus]
and i’m so tired
i f~ck with the mob, but i got ties (lotta ties, lotta ties)
knock you off to pay their tithes
thеy want me gone but i don’t know why
it’s too late for all that lovеy~dovey sh~t
i’m your brother sh~t, all that other sh~t
it’s too late for all that
it’s too late for all that
it’s too late for all that lovey~lovey sh~t
i’m your brother sh~t, all that other sh~t
it’s too late for all that
it’s too late for all that

[post~chorus]
sick of these n~ggas
sick of these n~ggas
hire some help, get rid of these n~ggas
i’m not with the ra~ra
i am a dada
my b~tch in chanel now
your b~tch in escada! (sick, sick, sick, sick, sick)
[verse 2]
and they shook
please don’t let them fool ya
i don’t care how they look (nah)
heard all of the shaking
now it’s quiet, now it’s shush (shh)
twenty~nine is coming
they on edge when i cook
lead the league in scoring
man, but look at my assists
yeah, when i visit future but i like to reminisce
i do not forget a thing
i’m patient, it’s a gift (yeah)
try to tell ’em they ain’t got to do it, they insist
i can tell
i just gave ’em two for forty million like chappelle
standing over coffin with a hammer and a nail
heard you hit up so
but, that name don’t ring a bell (nah)

[pre~chorus]
sick of these n~ggas
hire some help, get rid of these n~ggas
i’m sick of this sh~t
i’m runnin’ a blitz
whatever you did, it is what it is
[chorus]
and i’m so tired (so tired)
i f~ck with the mob, but i got ties (lotta ties, lotta ties)
knock you off to pay their tithes
they want me gone but i don’t know why
it’s too late for all that lovey~dovey sh~t
i’m your brother sh~t, all that other sh~t
it’s too late for all that
it’s too late for all that
it’s too late for all that lovey~dovey sh~t
i’m your brother sh~t, all that other sh~t
it’s too late for all that
it’s too late for all that


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