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lirik lagu nino paid, 1900rugrat & vonoff1700 - 3 peat

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[intro: nino paid]
(gfelds on the beat, ahahahahahaha) hrrt, alright

[chorus: nino paid & 1900rugrat]
’bout time i bump my head, [?] hand or not (’bout time i bump my head)
super wide, this b~tch won’t never fit inside a parkin’ spot (this b~tch won’t never fit)
super paid, i dropped my nuts, can’t trust no b~tch that talk a lot (n~gga, i dropped my nuts)
n~gga, i can’t go back
i don’t know who in that truck, told nino, “watch that car” (alright)
all that coppin’ pleas, better off just tryna talk to god (huh)
just caught that boy on third, roll him in a grabba (hrrt, hrrt)
rubberband, no racks, he hit the trap, make sure the dope hit hard (make sure that dope hit hard, ow)

[verse 1: vonoff1700 & nino paid]
before this rap sh~t i was out with lil’ 3 sn~tchin’ cars
tg the gang, we known for crackin’ heads and crackin’ cars
nino had to tell me chill, i was ’bout to let my ratchet spark (cool)
in my hood, won’t make it being soft, you gotta have somе heart (alright)

[verse 2: 1900rugrat & nino paid]
i take all that good dope (yеah)
this sh~t f~ck her nose up (cool)
this b~tch got her ass on it (yeah)
know she f~cked that pole up (alright)
hundred on the lamb’, b~tch, i’m tryna f~ck the road up (huh)
spend a bag on louis v and now she want her toes done (hrrt)
i keep spillin’ drink all her trackhawk, f~cked the floor up (hrrt)
pour another deuce, i can’t even rap, i f~cked my flow up (hrrt)
3.5 f~ckin’ with my sinuses, my nose stuffed (alright)
cracker like a scientist, louis coat, my pole tucked (buh, buh, buh, buh)
[verse 3: vonoff1700, 1900rugrat & nino paid]
if you on the streets you better not never put your pole up
boy, we finna k!ll somethin’, why the f~ck you got your pole tucked?
and he can’t come around the gang ’cause i heard he told somethin’
lil’ b~tch suck my d~ck so long, she d~mn near had her nose runnin’ (hrrt)
spot a opp, bounce out and chase ’em down, i call it road runnin’
cracker got a ar with some titties, hold a whole hundred (alright)
them plastic switches not the f~ckin’ move, i want the old b~tton (alright)

[verse 4: nino paid]
catch ’em, walk ’em, lil’ bro beat his ass just like he stole somethin’
that’s the .40, lil’ bro [?] dead, i bet he fold somethin’ (i bet he fold)
i get mad, i show you how sh~t get, b~tch, i’m my daddy son (b~tch, i’m my daddy son)
certified, this sh~t hit on my neck, like this sh~t one of one (like this sh~t one of one)

[chorus: nino paid & 1900rugrat]
’bout time i bump my head, [?] hand or not (’bout time i bump my head)
super wide, this b~tch won’t never fit inside a parkin’ spot (this b~tch won’t never fit)
super paid, i dropped my nuts, can’t trust no b~tch that talk a lot (n~gga, i dropped my nuts)
n~gga, i can’t go back
i don’t know who in that truck, told nino, “watch that car” (huh)
all that coppin’ pleas, better off just tryna talk to god (alright)
just caught that boy on third, roll him in a grabba (hrrt, hrrt)
rubberband, no racks, he hit the trap, make sure the dope hit hard (wow)


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