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lirik lagu ​sadboyshaq – cap or not

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[intro]
it’s shaq b~tch!

[chorus]
he got [?] is he cap or not
that sh~t is f~cking ankles
might [?] f~cking spot
i get money, i don’t want no f~cking jag
30 n~ggas outside your door
i sent that bread, they want they bag

she want some money i give her a sack
n~gga done met his match
i get the money, imma make it stack
i’m in the [?] like i got a catch
he not a n~gga that boy got a cat
f~ck, two glocks, cat in the hat
uh, two shots leaving him flat
f~ck it i’ll put two more in your back

im dropping sadboy, f~ck it i’m shaq
i drop a tape and they running it back
he confused my shooter not black
that n~gga new so cut him some slack
he better move like he running track
aiming at you, imma let it clap
cook him like food, n~gga that’s a wrap
[verse]
[?] nеws, n~gga that’s a trap
choppa got his ass running f~cking laps
head on the wall n~gga, f~ck a plaque
hands on thе wall n~gga turn your back
[?] your stupid ass better not lack
b~tch i’m masked up like jack black
they put a n~gga body in the trap
trap house booming, n~gga, that’s a fact
you said i’m lacking, n~gga, where you at

dcu staying with the pack
n~gga stay ducking, i don’t hear a quack
i don’t see a deuce b~tch, i see equations
his ass get popped like ronald reagan
i’m off the percs b~tch, i can’t take it
never capping, never fake it
you see these n~ggas, wanna play favorites
b~tch, if i see that lean i’ll drink it

you take my drugs you gotta go, i keep a stick to tote a pole
i’ll whip it out and you’ll never know
turn his dumb ass into a f~cking ghost
turn your stupid ass into a phantom
n~ggas ain’t real just like santa
she on my b~lls, no ash ketchum
he took your gun, why your ass let him
f~ck that b~tch, no, i can’t save her
these b~tches lie, just ask y’all’s majors
like a lollipop, she love the flavor
my b~tch mean like jamie hayter
i’ll hop out the coffin, undertaker
just like an ad lib, i got h~lla’ layers
she suck on that sh~t like a now and later
and that b~tch going up like an elevator
[chorus]
he got [?] is he cap or not
that sh~t is f~cking ankles
might [?] f~cking spot
i get money, i don’t want no f~cking jag
30 n~ggas outside your door
i sent that bread, they want they bag

she want some money i give her a sack
n~gga done met his match
i get the money, imma make it stack
i’m in the [?] like i got a catch
he not a n~gga that boy got a cat
f~ck, two glocks, cat in the hat
uh, two shots leaving him flat
f~ck it i’ll put two more in your back

im dropping sadboy, f~ck it i’m shaq
i drop a tape and they running it back
he confused my shooter not black
that n~gga new so cut him some slack
he better move like he running track
aiming at you, imma let it clap
cook him like food, n~gga that’s a wrap


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