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lirik lagu sada baby - game 7

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[intro: sada baby]
all the bus
they like in brodie here we trust, n~gga
n~gga
my real family, you hear me?
(damjonboi)
hmm, n~gga

[verse: sada baby, tooda man, damjonboi, eastside reup, fmb dz & g.t.]
if i ever was to play fair
thirty clip longer than state fair
a n~gga make me mad, pull that chopper out my bag
hit a n~gga with that flash, knock a n~gga on his ass
pull a stick on that n~gga, put a stick on his sister
silver sticks on my side, black sticks on my face
paid a [?] beat the case, now these n~ggas out here hatin’
know i keep that lil’ bowwow, calvin cambridge
feed ’em to my lil’ n~ggas, tell ’em boys to come get it
blood already told you, p~ssy, we them one n~ggas
put a beam on that rifle, we gon’ get to huntin’ n~ggas
and we came a hundred deep, we’ll get to stuffin’ n~ggas (it’s bartier bounty, b~tch)
young o walk on footb~lls, we’ll get to puntin’ n~ggas
thanksgiving with this chopper, we’ll get to stuffing n~ggas
roll another bag of ‘woods, buy another trap phone
understand this, i ain’t no n~gga with no backbone
act wrong, i’ll put them lasers on you, zap zone
sack dome, now it’s time to celebrate with some patrón
half patchwork with dirk, in orlando with percs
get them bands, make your b~tch drink my pants like dessert
chopper big, it’s bizarre, make this b~tch go beserk
slice a n~gga, sizzurp, sell me hit sizzurp, uh (ayy)
put a q on that work, i got hit sh~t for dirt cheap
n~ggas sneak dissing, send shots, but they don’t want beef
in the trap one deep, i do it by myself
i move the bag on my own, i don’t need no help, n~gga
keep it five hundred, n~ggas ain’t f~ckin’ with us
and i ain’t sellin’ no cds when i pop the trunk
we really get it in, boss up and bet a thou’
big chops in them clips longer than a mile
twin pull up in that jag, yeah, that’s courtesy to the bag
and no gettin’ out with my n~ggas wearin’ friendly, so don’t ask
in a ‘vette movin’ so fast, dz, pass me the mag
boy, please don’t make me mad, that’s a hundred shots at your glass
i paid twenty~six for the glass, paid eighteen for the glass
paid twenty~nine for the gas, paid another half for the slab (ayy)
i paid a thirty~ball with this dog (n~gga), and they know for us at all
i’ll send shots at your dog, move the bag off of one call
send a right hook at your jaw, how the price look on that raw?
n~gga life get to the cause if i ain’t playin’ ’round with this hundred
boy, please don’t make me mad, that’s a hundred shots at your kufi
my young dog got that toolie, and he gone off a roofie
we got clips like a movie, and got cheese like a burger
point me to your big homie, i don’t got one for them workers
made a twenty strip of the wock’, them twenty clips in your drop
send my young dogs to your block, i got thick hoes like [?]
you ain’t never seen that lean, you ain’t never seen this cheese
i spend bands on this beam, put them bands on your team, ugh (ayy)
get that work in his dome, turn around, we don’t sit long
stuffin’ bands in my phone, i just jumped off of that road
in the club pourin’ out rose, only make time for the pros
if it ain’t about no money, you shouldn’t even call my phone
white buffs on my nose, pledge allegiance to this motherf~ckin’ red flag
and told myself don’t never leave the house without that mag
your mixtape ain’t do sh~t, that’s too f~ckin’ bad
that’s what you get for lyin’ in your raps about that bag
fmb been to the mob, i just gave your dog a job
and this clip long as a ruler, it’ll get a n~gga in line
gotta watch for the state troopers, i’m on the interstate and i’m flyin’
all that bullsh~t i ain’t buyin’, free my n~ggas that’s doin’ time
i touched down and i’m gone again, life been on drive
please don’t try to slide, it’s gon’ be a homicide
headed to a n~gga crib, i’m just prayin’ he outside
bought your b~tch some new revive, threw ten at vlive
hmm
sticks and stones may break my bones
but this chopstick gon’ take his soul
.223s tap dance in his ”fro
dangalang with the purple rain, he can’t drop a four, hooh (it’s bartier bounty, b~tch)


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