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makin plays - 2 eleven, ab-soul, trizz & python p lyrics

[verse 1: 2 eleven]
[?] playbook, full court pressure
[?] clutch, n*gga, .4 seconds
escolade v [?] western
this cuban link alone cost a n*gga ’bout a lexis
watch the progress turn right into profits
i was born broke, but i’ma die rich
n*gga, yeah, my lifestyle monitised, capturing the content
flight risk, everytime they see me, i’m on fly sh*t
ain’t no similarities, b*tch, ain’t no comparing me
3 or 4 girlfriends, they don’t mind sharing me
i’m visioning a billion dollars, n*gga, that’s emparidive
looking good at it too, getting off my naritive
l.v. trainers, two bands for a pare of these
b*tch for the streets, yeah, that p*ssy up for chairody
i shine when the lights off, n*gga, check my clairody
scarеd money don’t make none, so it ain’t no fеar in me

[verse 2: trizz]
i made more off rapping than n*ggas made off capping
and yapping about how they sold packs in the trap, n*gga
they talk behind my back, then give me dap, n*gga
i don’t trip over the hate, my pockets fat, n*gga
i’m outside, while you n*ggas work a 9 to 5
driving in your b*tch ride, on live acting like you shine
i can see you n*ggas blind, like you ain’t got no eyes
telling all these lies behind the grind, [?] a 9
n*ggas b*tch made, spending what your b*tch made
i’m sharp as a switchblade, every day i get paid
i’m taking off like sick days, grinding til i get grey
they taking shots at me, but they missed, i bairley get graized
n*ggas think they can f*ck [?]
envious as usual, n*ggas deserve a funeral
i’m losing hope, i’m giving up like i’m using dope
sorry ass n*ggas is worthless, you need to use a roap
[verse 3: ab*soul]
got the cosign from lebron, quoting my rhymes
shot me his autograph kicks, i throw them to my son in law
number one draft pick, far as this rap sh*t
my favorite player was [?] for i had to shoot with a 9
[?] double wind time, you n*ggas know where i’m from
it’s 2 eleven and soul, [?] getting [?]
hit a l!ck, then get my d*ck sucked
like make it make sense
roll a spliff, then turn a page of my playbook
great western [?] boy oh boy
crypto [?] watching [?] score
change games, no, really, i’m really changing the game
[?] bets with the stick, got them running home from the game
your b*tch [?] me, i’m a dodger, though
way sl!ck enough to mix oil and [?]
bust your whole thing down to a [?]
two tone plane jane, you know what time it is
i done been

- 2 eleven ab soul trizz python p lyrics

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