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Juvenile - Spittin Game lyrics
Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this bitch. Check it out. Turk: Niggas steady getting chopped Losin they life behind stupid shit Ain't that a bitch Niggas, gettin' they wig split And it's a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the shells could leave no evidence around and, it's t-shirt land when niggas ain't playin' Got a chrome glock got it cocked Red dot on yo' knot As I pop Nonstop Till you drop Pronounced dead On the spot It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block A nigga, from BlackConnect Will leave ya wet Fa' sho yo' face is on the next If ya disrespect I ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it Hollow points bullets racin' it Niggas ain't makin' it When I bust Tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you can't trust If you bust, when I spray Head for shelter 10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya A lot of punk niggas try to play hard Put yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the morgue Better be cool if you don't, that's all on you. Bullet Proof: 16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope Transportin' ki's in the all black Camero 50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat I'm a Hot Boy to the police And I'm a thug on the street Yeah I score from Slim and B 10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the halves Goin' for 2 G's UPT connect, bout stackin', leave ya wet Niggas who disrespect, my chopper put in check Big body on broaders, that's all I know |
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