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big bag - 2rare lyrics

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( hook )
first you get a big bag ( aw yeah )
then you gotta make em big mad
ahhhh why you mad with yo b-tch -ss
im from the trenches with my lil hood rich -ss
i just hit the highway making money you know the fly way
anybody hating we can catch a fade ( whats up whats up )
screaming f-ck 12 & the d.a all we know is hustle and getting paid

( verse )

what it is or whats up

why they hate me cause i can’t be touch

spot a op drop a op dont blink just buss

yeah im the shit so u know i can’t flush ool

pockets stay fat man thats alot with a scoop

know n-gg-s be flexing they be pop but its true

had 3 couple women like a pop singing group

gave head then jumped in like they dive in the pool

cause i been grinding pockets really gettin swollen

ain’t no folding n-gg-s talk thats really hoe things

yeah thats mo fame infrered glock wit red beam

yeah thats mo aim shoot first just like jordan yeah thats more game

second baby boy like jody thats the old me way before toting 40s

not a old e shit it must be the kodiene who u slowing dont stop i just keep going

( hook )

first you get a big bag ( aw yeah )
then you gotta make em big mad
ahhhh why you mad wit yo b-tch -ss
im from the trenches with my lil hood rich -ss
i just hit the highway making money you know the fly way
anybody hating we can catch a fade
screaming f-ck 12 & the da all we kno is hustle and getting paid

( 2nd verse )

boom boom answer the door lets get into it

stacking money 6ft tall like two midgets

they like when that new shit gone drop im like soon b-tch

how you want beef over a thot that let the crew hit

they kno ima goblin kno i stay mobbin

i dont really got no options kno im steady wildlin

they dont really want no problems kno these bodies droppin

i been f-ckin wit them models yeah im steady popping

bye boy call the cops u ballin cause u gotta block

yeah your n-gg- hatin cause he mad we gone get him rocked

think he of a xan get yo man he just come & shop

i just pop sum bands we going to invest we ain’t going pop

ain’t never been no b-tch i stand tall when i got to piss

yeah im throwed off i got b-lls so she got to lick

if i got a role ima go ima play that shit i ain’t really asking for a loan so im gettin rich

cause i been grinding pockets really gettin swollen

ain’t no folding n-gg-s talk thats really hoe things

yeah thats mo fame infrered glock wit red beam

yeah thats mo aim shoot first just like jordan yeah thats more game

second baby boy like jody thats the old me way before toting 40s

not a old e shit it must be the kodiene who u slowing dont stop i just keep going

( hook )

first you get a big bag ( aw yeah )
then you gotta make em big mad
ahhhh why you mad wit yo b-tch -ss
im from the trenches with my lil hood rich -ss
i just hit the highway making money you know the fly way
anybody hating we can catch a fade ( whats up whats up )
screaming f-ck 12 & the d.a all we kno is hustle and getting paid

- 2rare lyrics

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