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lirik lagu nephew p - no ring

yeah

[verse]
how you tell me, “no”, wit’ a -ss so fat?
thing poking out like a chevy in the back
i’m just tryna make up for every single thing he lack at
plus he a lame, ain’t the type to have ya back
he know you stick around just because he getting racks
you don’t need that n-gg-, be smart, get ya own racks
he just wanna lay you down like i lay a track
but i represent like a gangsta do wit’ a flag
you gotta sweet tooth, i’ll be the meal to your snack
show you off and brag, you the type who like designer bags
me, i’m cut from different cloth, mama copped me shaqs
always ask the price but you never had to check the tag
but your hand looking empty, i don’t see no wedding ring
yeah you gotta man, what that gotta do wit’ anything?
like he don’t do the same thing wit’ a different b-tch
i’m just tryna put you on game, i ain’t tryna snitch
that n-gg- hood rich and that comes wit’ territory
like the stories that you hear about the ones who had the glory
he take you on a shopping spree on a k!lling spree
cop you vvss when he done wit’ enemies
i guess the better things in life are free
’cause you iced out and got bands, never done a thing, yeah
sit alone in his home thinking he’ll take the knee
like he kaepernick, but you blinded by all designer things
shordie imma real one, you should roll wit’ me
accept you for who you are and who you grow to be
not the hardest n-gg- in the land, but keep it g
like a thousand dollars or a n-gg- from the streets
yo n-gg- cop keys, get caught and cop pleas
and brag about k!lling a n-gg- like a cop, please
i just want ya time like a watch piece
and i play for keeps and i’ll never sell you dreams

h-ll naw

- lirik lagu nephew p

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