lirik lagu sg tip – one take
[intro: sg tip]
the f-ck you mean, you don’t know dj marc b?
hah, f-ck
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus: sg tip]
i did this sh-t all in one take
i stripped his -ss, no mask, all in broad day
you would think i got liscense, the way i swing this k
i call that b-tch an ink master, how it tat your face
i’m in your bushes like a landscaper
this glock’ll make a n-gg- dance like the harlem shakers
before i show up to your club, i want all my paper
i had to start kickin’ doors, i wasn’t playin’ sega
[verse 1: sg tip]
if you flinch, you get hit with two
i’ma give your -ss the blues, put you on the news
this n-gg- p-ssy, i can smell it, he don’t have a clue
ain’t just a rapper, i’ll shoot if i have to shoot
i’m big dawg in my hood, i’m who they answer to
all i hang around is apes like i’m in the zoo
and i’ll get your -ss ate like you f-ckin’ food
how the h-ll he still breathin’ after he robbed you?
old p-ssy -ss n-gg-
[chorus: sg tip]
i did this sh-t all in one take
i stripped his -ss, no mask, all in broad day
you would think i got liscense, the way i swing this k
i call that b-tch an ink master, how it tat your face
i’m in your bushes like a landscaper
this glock’ll make a n-gg- dance like the harlem shakers
before i show up to your club, i want all my paper
i had to start kickin’ doors, i wasn’t playin’ sega
[verse 2: yung mal]
that chopper make him dance, burn him just like hot potato
if you not talkin’ cash, racks, you need to call me later
my hood on my back, they call me the lifesaver
i got some paper, i ain’t switch, just went big on haters
yeah, let ’em play, i rock your cradle
let that chopper bite like gator
hot my brother, he got life plus twenty
he be callin’, talkin’ crazy
know i’m worth a mil’ but i’m still on the candler daily (1’5)
n-gg- play with us, get k!lled
they see him in newspaper
me and lil tip, we run decatur
[chorus: sg tip]
i did this sh-t all in one take
i stripped his -ss, no mask, all in broad day
you would think i got liscense, the way i swing this k
i call that b-tch an ink master, how it tat your face
i’m in your bushes like a landscaper
this glock’ll make a n-gg- dance like the harlem shakers
before i show up to your club, i want all my paper
i had to start kickin’ doors, i wasn’t playin’ sega
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