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lirik lagu player 1 (memphis) & bloody bones - bitch checker

i’m makin’ these suckas drop it off and put it back in hoes under pressure with a pimp’s game say the sl!ck sh~t’s best
stick to a ho’s grind playin’ b~tches and swingin’ can’t
out on the dope track, slangin’ my dopest sh~t on the mobile phone, get the play from a freak b~tch she wants me to scoop her up and say that it’s cool to f~ck i told her like that, let her
mac run up in the back later on, but first i gotta set her straight you see, it’s business for pleasure and i’m down with the
jimmy man, a lot of you suck claiming that you’re big man, better watch your back cause i’m flipping in the street, man
play up to me quick, but we’re not bullet sh~t if your name was a chain, you’re bound to catch a bullet, b~tch and get robbed
for your lies, cause i’m flair type n~gga gotta have that f~cking cash, yee yee i show no slack when i lay tracks then i hit
you in the face with my motherf~ckin’ backhand this game is the name of the group gainin’ fame, play a one and play a two we

find no amus~m~nt especially when losing if the price is right then i might start using yo b~tch to set you up you’re dead
even though she was a two f~ck a day a n~gga beast type oh that’s how this sh~t go playa she’s fine as wine so i lay her and made

her hit ya like hammer to her nail playa run when the gang move well not really, all of these, all of these trait nest n~ggas
in the business of rappin’ claim to be in possession of artillery packin’ aks, glocks, and .45s only by imagination. or

eat a fan of size, by the way, a favorite pen i’m serious about this sh~t, man, lookin’ for the big spang your dracula~ass
b~tch sucked my d~ck with the big spang she fit that thang, used to be the pick~up man now i’m the money pick~up man, the

junkie fix~up man player 2 and lil’ mon, all my new down hitmans pass me the joint, i can get it lit, stan i quit flowin’ and
let the beat come in thank you for watching! with my ride to make my exit, now here’s the text on this trip, these trips i

never tip on my toes, i tip up on a n~gga and f~ck him up, it just might be a test to see if the n~gga f~ck off up, f~ck it with the
gin, drink it straight, we want a clown, and a loaded gat and shoot up in the nearest crowd

down about my homicide shoot n~ggas every day, ain’t my sh~t, i ain’t with all them f~ckin’ people like, f~ckin’ n~ggas up talkin’ sh~t, comin’ my
way, concernin’ this type of sh~t it’s what makes crime tact, pickin’ it for the player type sprayin’ and takin’ the
hoes, those freaks, these are players like me up in town with dj sound and his mother. you know what i’m saying? all the
n~ggas out there in the crib, what’s up? you know what i’m saying? i’m tired of you motherf~ckers f~cking with me, that’s

why y’all always get f~cked on, motherf~ckers always standing in the hallway. i’m packed with a cat on the track with a
crack in the crest. all day, this sh~t is all about survival. make your grand steps and write a check at the site of the

fable. straight to play a dude’s crib bumping hood. marvin gaye, a pimpin’ ass n~gga, mayfield officer bass with his
black ass he could not find any dope, so he got me on a drip and he don’t own a n~gga like it’s a substance i’m controllin’ he

know my sh~t is stashed, and just keep tellin’ him that i’m rollin’ i started way back at zero decibel and now any
infinity’s the ratio jealous ass n~ggas wanna see me broke hopin’ i would let it go, or just give it up man, look at that

stuff. i’m gonna have to live it up. barbecuing everyday, eating them d~mn ribs up. a lot of players don’t like me. they
know i’m too real. if you’re true to the game, you might be knowing how i feel. and i will heal for attempting to cross croak

me or squeal on a player. a hustler, a motherf~ckin’ calf buster, b~tch duster i must’ve pointed the gun, i was wonderin’
why you started to run when the shipments come in, i’m gonna cop a motherf~ckin’ con on your black ass yeah, this sl!ck

chick gotta be going after my n~gga lil mon and fat pat out there in somerville locked up. you know what i’m saying? and the
n~ggas is down with lil mon out there. you know what i’m saying? lil dave. you know what i’m saying? my n~ggas dj sound for

getting off of these motherf~ckers. you know what i’m saying? you know what i’m saying?

- lirik lagu player 1 memphis bloody bones

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