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lirik lagu yungliv - hate me or love me (remix)

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hate me or love me (remix) lyrics
[intro]
uh, uh, uh
pull up, we send hot sh~t
(ditty, we ’bout to be rich, baby)
livvy in this b~tch
uh, uh~uh, uh
uh, uh~uh, uh
uh, uh~uh, uh
i don’t f~ck with these bum ass n~ggas
i know n~ggas say they want k!ll me

[verse]
i know n~ggas say they want k!ll me (i know n~ggas say they want k!ll me)
opps just ’cause they block don’t feel me (opps just ’cause they block don’t feel me)
[?] ain’t do sh~t, we call him a civilian
listen, we know you ain’t used to no k!llin’ (we know you ain’t used to no k!llin’)
he dropped a diss and then died by the next week
she jackin’ the f~ck ’cause my pockets lookin’ healthy
these b~tches gon’ do whatever when that cash speak (uh, uh)
i’ll bе d~mned i be lay out on the back street
hе got hit ’cause he ain’t seen that blueberry beam (frr)
he tried to run but couldn’t deal when that tec spit (when that tec spit)
off a x, she gon’ go for the team
i’m [?] hidin’ the sh~t when they blame [?] (shh)
told myself, “i ain’t dissin’ no opps” (dissin’ no opps)
snipe died and that sh~t got me hot (that sh~t got me hot)
then we spinnin’ and bendin’ ’til three n~ggas shot (then we spinnin’ and bendin’ ’til, what?)
there he go, hop out and we leavin’ him shot (let’s go, boom, boom)
hottest out of my city, i say it a lot (gang, gang)
n~ggas broke, y’all know ’cause they big homie pops
buckss f~ckin’ his b~tch and she givin’ the drop
that’s his fault, shouldn’t trust that thot
gang know how i go, bail in, bail out (you know that)
i can f~ck up the face, i ain’t cashin’ out (you know that)
put a switch on the glock ’cause we bangin’ it out
pandemic, your homie still stuck in the [?], n~gga
she know i got racks, she on that (she know i got racks, she on that)
hit the b~tch once and delete it, don’t call back (don’t call back)
hate it or love it, she goin’ for this set (hate it or love it, she goin’ for this set)
he ain’t do sh~t in some years, we know that (goofy)
treat a opp n~gga b~tch, get the ho back
is you f~ckin’ or not? then dip
’cause b~tch, i ain’t takin’ no pic (b~tch, i ain’t takin’ no pic)
the opps outside but they ain’t doin’ sh~t (sh~t, at all)
heard he told on his mans instead of doin’ that bit’
catch a b, hit a l!ck, i been doin’ this sh~t (i been doin’ this sh~t)
high speed on 12, sonny pushin’ the whip (skrrt)
then we back on the west tryna see who we hit (uh)
off the ‘migos, she doin’ the d~ck, like (she doin’ the d~ck, like)
off the ‘migos, she doin’ the clique (she doin’ the clique)
sayin’ she love, she lyin’, i ain’t trustin’ a b~tch (at all)
i’d died with these links, whatever it is
thirty cal’ on my waist so i walk with a limp (so i walk with a limp)
he reach for my chain then died with his bl!ck (grrah, grrah)
mob, get a bag, [?], you a b~tch (you a b~tch, n~gga)
turned your man to a block, now he famous and sh~t (now he famous and sh~t)
[outro]
n~gga
turned your man to a block, now he— (he got hit up)
he got hit up, uh
livvy, dummy


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