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feed the team - 21neat lyrics

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[hook: 21neat] (x2)
headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
these n*ggas ain’t makin’ guap
they ain’t tryna feed the team (free the gang)
young hittas from the block
posted with them beams
all about my bands n*gga
gotta get this green

[verse 1: 21neat]
these n*ggas stay talking
they ain’t on p*ss
only demons on my squad, we so toxic
free smoke, b*tch get here with ’em mop sticks
that hot sh*t got him doing backflips
make him diddy bop, oops i mean neat bop
hit ’em up, give ’em same shots as fifty got
on my block with my k!llers
yeah they take your top
we countin’ stacks, gettin’ figures
and you n*ggas not
four*four, long nose, that’s that drift sh*t
slidin’ on your block, got mе driftin’
boo*boo*boo*boo*boo*boo*boom!
i ain’t missin’
deadmi’ in my blunt, it keep me liftin’
[hook: 21neat] (x2)
hеadshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
these n*ggas ain’t makin’ guap
they ain’t tryna feed the team (free the gang)
young hittas from the block
posted with them beams
all about my bands n*gga
gotta get this green

[verse 2: wass]
double m up on the beat
21 shots always neat
like we grew up in miami
n*ggas playing with the heat
n*ggas shootin’ like they wade
this sh*t each and every day
take a drift up to the drift
man i don’t bluff for what i say
never thought we’d ever make it on no [?] sh*t
‘lotta my n*ggas ended up falling for the trap sh*t
‘lot of other n*ggas stuck in jail man they trap sh*t
and another couple n*ggas stuck up in the ground sh*t

[hook: 21neat] (x2)
headshot, chest shot, man down on the scene
these n*ggas ain’t makin’ guap
they ain’t tryna feed the team (free the gang)
young hittas from the block
posted with them beams
all about my bands n*gga
gotta get this green
[verse 3: 21neat]
momma said boy you better lay low
always keep that thang like the jangle
humble [bees?] f*ck around, i go rambo
forever chasing money, not no d*mn hoe
so much bands in my pants, it can never fill
one call to my shooters, they be on go
stay clutchin’ on this heat, it ain’t never cold
somewhere ot, chasing pesos

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