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lirik lagu team eastside - fuck how you feel

[verse 1: team eastside lil p]
lil perry, yeah, i’m strapped, n~gga
all black snapback, team task, n~gga (uh)
i don’t react, p~ssy n~gga, i attack n~ggas (uh)
we shootin’ back, so you better have your straps, n~gga
we mob deep, p~ssy n~ggas, they turnin’ cheeks
’cause you f~ckin’ with some young k!ller n~ggas that don’t speak (that don’t speak)
b~tch, i cheap, kushy and swisher sweets
40 is by my briefs, start shavin’, it’s hard to see (it’s hard to see)
but i see n~ggas hatin’ me from afar
send them shots to the bar, let ’em know that i’m not a star (i’m not a star)
guap a n~gga, bad b~tch p~ssy hitter (p~ssy hitter)
chop a n~gga, love that gun sound, n~gga
a lot of n~ggas claim they goon and they flame up
but on the real, these n~ggas p~ssy and they change up
sh~t, i just wanna hustle, get my change up
hundred choppers, money and power, bad b~tches rose bottles

[chorus: team eastside lil p]
all my life, i’m just known to be a real n~gga
this for my trill n~ggas, chopper to your grill, n~gga (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
f~ck how you feel, n~gga
we shoot to k!ll n~ggas, it’s a battlefield, n~gga
you gotta grind for the motherf~ckin’ glory
put money on your mind, real talk, true story (uh)
you gotta go out and get it
hustle, hustle, hustle, f~ck n~ggas’ b~tches
[verse 2: team eastside snoop]
this for my real n~ggas, cop work and deal n~ggas
pop, murk and k!ll n~ggas, rob, lurk and steal n~ggas
watch work you deal, n~gga, block syrup and pill n~ggas
cop search, don’t squeal, n~gga, f~ck how you feel, n~gga
this for my bad b~tches (bad b~tches), roll up blunts that’s fat b~tches
true pants from sack b~tches, hair long, we’ll tack b~tches
nails done, toes too, f~ck what other hoes do
that’s why i chose you, that’s why i froze you (that’s why)
this for my street n~ggas (street), this for my beefin’ n~ggas (beef)
this for my rich n~ggas (rich), this for my cheap n~ggas (my cheap n~ggas)
this for my old hoes, this for my new b~tches (my new b~tches)
this for my old bros, this for my new n~ggas
this for my og, this for my old dude
twenty~eight inches, this for my old school
this for my big bro, this for my lil’ sis
this for my thick hoes, this for my lil’ chicks

[chorus: team eastside lil p]
all my life, i’m just known to be a real n~gga
this for my trill n~ggas, chopper to your grill, n~gga (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
f~ck how you feel, n~gga
we shoot to k!ll n~ggas, it’s a battlefield, n~gga
you gotta grind for the motherf~ckin’ glory (woo)
put money on your mind, real talk, true story (uh)
you gotta go out and get it
hustle, hustle, hustle, f~ck n~ggas’ b~tches
[verse 3: team eastside lil p]
b~tch, i play by the rules, but i don’t play around
and if your b~tch on my d~ck, then i’m a favorite now
you see them k’s around, please don’t worry, stay around
but if you boys around, you boys gon’ have to lay it down
dog, forgive me for my sins
but i gotta f~ck a b~tch for all my n~ggas in the pen’
f~ck it, lord just protect me from the feds
i’m in love with stuffin’ bands in my true religion pants (go)
protect me from the can and these p~ssy hatin’ n~ggas
one thing i can’t stand is a p~ssy~ass n~gga
‘nother thing i can’t stand is a broke b~tch
said she wanna f~ck, make it go b~tch
don’t f~ck hoes that stroke d~ck, don’t talk, b~tch, don’t spit
hoes love my f~ckin’ aura, i love my thrax pack
i love that chopper, n~gga, rubber bands and wat~wat
i love my center b~tch, eastside, i won’t change
i’m that same war n~gga, glocked up, f~ck fame

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