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lirik lagu grip - bregma freestyle 2

[intro]
everybody say the same thing
“he looks like a baby, he looks like a baby”
until they stick a gun in your face
run that sh~t, n~gga, f~ckin’ he’
a majority of these crimes are being committed by gang members
according to investigators, there are more than a hundred and thirty~five gangs in atlanta
increasing teens, arming themselves, and getting a gun is just the first step
yo, grip
try do this in one take, uh

[verse]
my heads low, i need that sh~t tenfold
the same sh~t i pray for be sh~t that i sin for
so playin’ nintendo, while pistols crescendo
them n~gga bustin’, stay away from the window
f~ck one~on~one, n~ggas aim at your temple
that’s run~and~gun, can you play at that tempo?
was young and dumb, plus we faded a little
got uncles gun, and it’s plated with nickel
i’m in war with myself, but i’m nice and calm
still up writin’ ’til the crack of dawn
tryna get some racks in these ashy palms
maybe then i can get some cash for moms
’cause lord knows she needs it
the raps is cold, yeah the flow anemic
as far as my hood go, i throw it up every chance i get, but i’m no bulimic
paint this picture with a stroke of g~nius, woke the demons up just to exercise
i’m tryna stretch it though, i need a plate with some extra sides
pester and get sprayed like a pesticide
and won’t n0body testify (huh), d~mn, i can attest to that
my ex never gave me the time of day, but now that i got next, she be texting back
let’s address the facts, i’m bringing death to tracks
i should hit the studio dressed in black
i been cookin’ up like the chef from scratch
and this sh~t crack, you can test the batch
and nah, i ain’t sayin’ i’m the best at rap
i just really ain’t impressed with cats
i treat the concrete like a wrestling mat
then slam a n~gga on his neck ’til it sound like a pretzel snapped
i bet that’ll make em’ lay down
stay down, run up, get done up
hand get to feelin’ like nunchucks
dumbf~ck got his front struck with a gun
but your last sh~t sucked, it belonged in a dump truck
tellin’ other homies you finally got one (i finally got one)
i asked for him to cover, then tossed the disses, shot the b~tch out the air with a shotgun
n~ggas love to claim where they not from
and lil’ n~ggas itchin’ just to pop some
i may be a lot of things but i’m not dumb
uhh, at least not ’til the cops come
my whole life i done been in limbo
really can’t afford to let a limb drag (hmm)
sh~t as far as the pen go
i’m in a different world, word to sinbad
(i hate the streets to the a and y bodies?)
i need a lisa bonet to ride, shawty
i need a piece of the cake, a crib, a keys to the rave
and if you bein’ away, you die probably
every molecule i’m fallin’ for are diabolical
i’m volatile, body you even if we’re biological
i died, i went to h~ll, i put the devil in the torture rap
forcin’ the force over the forest and it’s comin’ back
now here i am, roll a bleezy [?]
prepare the noise, sh~t i got, n~gga, porch~swag
sh~t is gettin’ too easy, i stay bored
snubnose on the way, n~gga, wait for it
wait for it, wait for it
snubnose on the way, n~gga, wait for it
wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, hol’ up (uh)
lay down, stay down, run up, get done up
hand get to feelin’ like nunchucks
dumbf~ck got his front struck with a gun
but i’m one up, i’m two up, i’m three up, i’m four up
twenty~nineteen is the year that i blow up
but none of y’all said it
but i really meant that sh~t
i’m like a convict, i’m servin’ sentences
i caught a charge, i was bodyin’ instruments
y’all as my witnesses, polished with penmanship
i got no friends in this, i don’t pretend it sh~t
spit like extended clip, right at your syndicate
hope they got benefits, i been legit since a jit
try use the pen to get rich
since the ’90s i been with this sh~ts
we went from boys to men with them sticks

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