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lirik lagu speaker knockerz – lonely (remix)

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[intro: speaker knockerz]
it’s the speaker knockerz

[hook: speaker knockerz]
started out with nothing, i was hungry
now i got a couple n-gg-s’ b-tches on me
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t wanna be your homie
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t wanna be your homie

[verse 1: young scooter]
(young scooter, rest in peace to speaker knockerz, n-gg-)
i can’t let a n-gg- run up on me
so i keep 20 sticks around me
tony montana, don’t you play with me
rest in peace to speaker knockerz, this a crazy beat
i was born in ’86, i ain’t got no tattoos
another way for the police to identify you (f-ck the police)
you try to ball, and go broke and gon be lonely (fo real)
jugg, i ain’t going back on e
yeah, push that dough we movin
lil mexico that’s young scooter
yeah, i got em dirt cheap
independent yeah, i push my own music
a little help from gucci and fut, but did it all by my lonely

[hook: speaker knockerz]
started out with nothing, i was hungry
now i got a couple n-gg-s’ b-tches on me
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t wanna be your homie
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t wanna be your homie

[verse 2]
ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, you mad, or nah?
f-ck n-gg- don’t want war
them things go rah-rah-rah
these thots don’t get no love
my pockets is on large
i’m swimming in the guap
i got gold all on my watch
my belt cost more than your check
i’m throwing all this money like brett
i know i make ya girl so wet
i know this p-ssy n-gg- upset
i’m winning i’m winning you lose
that’s your fault should have never snoozed
you broke, never make no moves
i be making movies, no tom cruise

[hook: speaker knockerz]
started out with nothing, i was hungry
now i got a couple n-gg-s’ b-tches on me
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t wanna be your homie
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
i had to make a couple bands by my lonely
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t wanna be your homie