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many men - 1mere lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
many men got hit behind this sh*t, you know what we on (what we on)
i bet if this rap sh*t never work, d1 gon’ hit the stove (hit the stove)
i got all this sh*t from dior, n*gga, the f*ck is [rollin’ grove?] (the f*ck is that?)
many men ain’t hit the trap, they ain’t never sell no loads
n*ggas bap, you ain’t out of town, you ain’t sellin’ bowls (n*ggas bap)
i’m gon’ do the crime myself, i don’t need no codefendants
what the f*ck you got that burner for if you gon’ hold it, n*gga? (hold it, n*gga)
it’s a homicide on every glock, we ain’t gon’ post no switches

[verse]
he ain’t write no statements, still rep with cops, that’s too close to snitchin’
go ahead n*gga, post up on my block and go global with it
cck or backseat, the other side, i don’t know them n*ggas (i don’t know ’em)
many men gon’ hunt you down and k!ll you if i tell ’em to (go)
n*ggas say they come and make it rain, i tell ’em make the news (come here)
i don’t duck whatever that make it rain, that’s what umbrellas do
you ain’t got no money or no swipes, n*gga, leave the room (leave the room)
put this f*ckin’ beam in your head, sh*t like a purple plum
i was f*cked, i ain’t had sh*t, just need a couple of l!cks (no bap)
anythin’ i get i break it down, i ain’t no selfish n*gga (no bap)
i know n*ggas want my drop but they got shot tryna found it out (no bap)
you can ask lil nas, i was broke tryna break in n*ggas house (no bap)
i be givin’ perky d*ck to them b*tches, they be goin’ crazy (no bap)
fourteen, jump right in that water, can’t n0body save me
murderers, all i hang around, don’t let them n*ggas take me
came from nothin’, i still made a way, how can n*ggas hate me? (go)
in the city spinnin’ with a drac’, don’t put that b*tch on safety (go)
i still ride around them felons that got pedent cases (go)
[chorus]
many men got hit behind this sh*t, you know what we on (what we on)
i bet if this rap sh*t never work, d1 gon’ hit the stove
i got all this sh*t from dior, n*gga, the f*ck is [rollin’ grove?] (the f*ck is that?)
many men ain’t hit the trap, they ain’t never sell no loads
n*ggas bap, you ain’t out of town, you ain’t sellin’ bowls (n*ggas bap)
i’m gon’ do the crime myself, i don’t need no codefendants
what the f*ck you got that burner for if you gon’ hold it, n*gga?
it’s a homicide on every glock, we ain’t gon’ post no switches (every glock)

- 1mere lyrics

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