lirik lagu vic spencer - victor wynslow
[intro]
ah
sh~t
not ever going to sleep drunk
naw don’t do that sh~t man
don’t listen to this if you’re drunk too
cause i be having some wild ass stories
uh
you know i’m quick to do those
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[verse]
i was minding my business on my grandma’s porch
‘til i heard the richest n~gga ever came home from court
at this point man n~ggas was hungry
n~ggas was selling boa constrictors just to get the money
sh~t wasn’t televised, 24 hours forever fried
swear to god the worst day of my life
my phone didn’t ring for all of that day until later that night
it was my n~gga big rob he wanted to hit the strip
i’m like let’s do it usually
i don’t be on that sh~t i’d rather do the music
we in the big van banging music rolling 63rd
rolling up thе misty herb this n~gga was sick of words (word)
turned the music down, hе made a right
the next block up he seen some f~cking n~ggas he didn’t like
he like vic you ain’t gotta do sh~t, just stay in the car
i said you outta your mind, i don’t just rip bars
f~ck it, i wanted to see how it was gonna work out so i fell back
he walked towards them n~ggas that sell ten dollar sacks
it was seven of them n~ggas, how he gonna survive?
he whooped them n~ggas ass in ten seconds then hopped in the ride
he said he been k!lling mother f~ckers all week
even the n~gga that never came home that had all the cheese
this n~gga wyling ‘til he turned into a boss
n0body f~cking with my n~gga, put the cr~p n~ggas off
one n~gga that answer to his everyday needs wanted him to bleed (the f~ck?)
i overheard the conversation smoking weed
they both hopped in the truck with n~ggas i never seen
followed them n~ggas to every mother f~cking scene
fifth stop was a warehouse, i’m scoping it out
big rob on a phone call on my phone, i put it down
hopped out the car clapping on some army and sh~t
big rob’s fat ass still talking to chicks
on the phone he turned around like he didn’t see sh~t
he said he peeped me already while i was smoking my stick
d~mn n~gga that was twelve hours ago
make me feel like a n~gga move too slow
oh sh~t gotta be quicker than that
so embarrassed so i went to a chick’s house that didn’t listen to rap
now my phone ring all day ‘cause i might spreay sh~t
big rob said thanks for taking out my lightweight
b~tch
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