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intro - 392nxrco lyrics

[intro]
f*ck 392nxrco
f*ck a bunch of p*ssy ass n*ggas
it’s chubzyog in this b*tch
f*ck 392nxrco
f*ck you b*tch ass n*gga i don’t even know who the f*ck you are you stupid ass b*tch
i’ll beat the h*ll out of you and your b*tch and your mom motherf*cker, test me b*tch ass n*gga

f*ck you 395nxrco, you piece of sh*t, you ain’t sh*t, f*ck you and your rap career, a bunch of p*ssies
36th ave is a bunch of p*ssy ass b*tches, f*ck you and your mom

[verse]
i’m still up in these streets, f*ck my p.o
we gon’ leave them n*ggas stinking like some b.o
we gon’ get them n*ggas chipped like a motherf*ckin’ cheeto
i be serving all these n*ggas even my motherf*ckin’ tio
if he talking down on nxrco, i’m a flatline him
caught a n*gga at the store, on some bad timing
i bе running to the bag like i’m matt ryan
when i’m pourеd up off the drank, i got bad driving
talk sh*t in every song is a diss track
why your b*tch at my crib? get your b*tch back
walking out the bank with a motherf*cking big bag
sending shots at that n*gga, got him running in the zig zag
i do this sh*t for the gang, not no b*tches
the f*ck is you wearing? call a n*gga tyrese gibson
i stay dripping on the b*tch, yeah i got an addiction
i be cooking in the stu’ like a motherf*ckin’ kitchen
lame b*tch tryna f*ck but she don’t got a check
is that gucci with a say on my motherf*ckin neck?
you ain’t really in the field, you be talking on the net
finna go band for a band and i told a n*gga bet
took a n*gga b*tch why the f*ck is you mad
why this b*tch call me daddy?
lil n*gga i’m not a dad
i be riding in the beamer
you be riding in the cab
you h*lla broke and you dusty, that’s a motherf*ckin’ fact
[outro]
b*tch, it’s nxrco in this b*tch with your b*tch

ay, and that’s a motherf*cking intro
gang

- 392nxrco lyrics

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