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lirik lagu scy jimm - major payne

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[intro]
yeah
chop, n~gga, this b~tch’ll— mmm
(g, i think we got one)
sn~tch off the stock (yeah)
(i ain’t finna tell y’all how ron got away with this sh~t)
the cops, n~gga, this sh~t gon’ stop, n~gga
b~tch, i’m a soldier, major payne, hey
me and you n~ggas ain’t the same
tired of all that creep sh~t, if you don’t f~ck with me, then stay out my face
f~ckin’ lame
ayy, yeah
[chorus]
we been outchea, all you lil’ n~ggas late (you n~ggas late)
yeen give me sh~t, n~gga, how the f~ck you wan’ eat off my plate? (you wanna what?)
tired of all this creep sh~t, if you don’t f~ck with me, then stay out my face (stay out my face)
we all got the same 24 hours, i don’t know why they hate (what the f~ck?)
i just bought a chop’, n~gga (hahaha), this b~tch’ll chop n~ggas (gloww)
thirty on that glock, sn~tch off the stock, yeah (huh?)
and screaming, “f~ck the cops,” n~gga (f~ck ’em), this sh~t gon’ stop, yeah (f~ck ’em, f~ck ’em)
and f~ck all the opps, n~gga (f~ck ’em), take off your top (f~ck ’em, f~ck ’em)

[verse]
b~tch, i’m a soldier, major payne (what?), b~tch, i’ma blow and change the game (what?)
that stick was made in spain (gloww), me and you n~ggas ain’t the same (ayy, me and you n~ggas not the same)
your ass gon’ need a poncho, 7.62’s, it come like rain (ayy, b~tches come like rain)
stressin’ at a young age (what?), i pop percs to help the pain, yeah (ayy, i pop f~ckin’ percs)
youngins outchea wildin’, dress myself, i don’t need no stylist
i been looking at houses, my opp just touched his first thousand
i been sitting back smilin’, all this money just keep pilin’ (money pilin’)
promise i won’t stop until i’m flying private with my own island (ayy, ayy, ayy)
that sh~t you sellin’, i ain’t buyin’ (huh?)
sip l!ck, this ain’t no wine (this ain’t no wine)
stop hating, that sh~t is a crime (that sh~t is a crime)
i ain’t never dropped no dime, yeah (drop no dime)
you ain’t never slung no iron, yeah (slung no iron)
they say, “jit, you one of a kind” (huh?)
i’m the truth, i’d be lying (eh)
this sh~t easy, i ain’t even trying, ayy
[chorus]
we been outchea, all you lil’ n~ggas late (you n~ggas late)
yeen give me sh~t, n~gga, how the f~ck you wan’ eat off my plate? (you wanna what?)
tired of all this creep sh~t, if you don’t f~ck with me, then stay out my face (stay out my face)
we all got the same 24 hours, i don’t know why they hate (what the f~ck?)
i just bought a chop’, n~gga (hahaha), this b~tch’ll chop n~ggas (gloww)
thirty on that glock, sn~tch off the stock, yeah (huh?)
and screaming, “f~ck the cops,” n~gga (f~ck ’em), this sh~t gon’ stop, yeah (f~ck ’em, f~ck ’em)
and f~ck all the opps, n~gga (f~ck ’em), take off your top (f~ck ’em, f~ck ’em)

[outro]
outchea wildin’
yeah, dress myself, i don’t need no stylist
all this money pilin’
my opps— my opp just touched his first thousand


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