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same nigga - bandgang masoe lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, check it out, n-gg-
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
money keep pilin’, this sh-t ain’t stoppin’
these b-tch n-gg-s plottin’, got you loadin’ choppers
don’t trip, my n-gg-
i was that same n-gg- (still that n-gg- too, though), i know
i was that same n-gg-, yeah, ayy, ayy
you ready for static, you totin’ that ‘matic
got bows in the attic so sh-t can get tragic
i know, my n-gg-
i was that same n-gg- (uh-huh)
yeah, i was that same n-gg- (that same n-gg-), ayy, ayy, ayy
the feds want you and your whole crew, don’t know what to do
they callin’ on you, sh-t sick as the flu
i was that same n-gg- (yeah), i know
i was that same n-gg-, ayy, ayy, ayy
if they touch you, them n-gg-s through
get sacks like suh, we pick out suits, don’t ask, just shoot
i’m still that same n-gg-, i know
i’m still that same n-gg-, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse]
man, i grew up in straight public housing
and wasn’t sh-t about us spoiled but our milk probably
remember white mack from tuxedo d-mn near shot me
got in a shootout on his porch and i was right there watchin’
was in the streets, you was just by ’em like the fire hydrant
rest in peace six, you had me listenin’ to ron isley
still the same, ain’t nothin’ changed but the zip codes, auntie
n-gg-s hatin’, i’m makin’ sure i load the chopper properly
this sh-t ’bout green, money, fetti, n-gg-, spinach, broccoli
bro in the a, got his b-tch all into fame and follies
icy as sh-t, hoes slidin’ like they playin’ hockey
if you weren’t here before the fans came, don’t come around me
let ’em know, keep it gangster solid
that thing with tape around it
that gang, we don’t play about it
ain’t sh-t you can say about it
my n-gg-s gon’ lay about it, no if, ands, buts, in betweens
hop out and spray it, partner
headshot, he gon’ need the doctor
ayy, slow the car down, i’ma get out and do a drive-by shootin’
pull the b-tch out with the t-tties on it like came straight from hooters
should’ve got full rides but re-ride with a squad full of shooters
it’s bad if you hidin’, now we mad and aimin’ at medullas
danny glover, b-tch, we lethal
all my stripes like adidas
better yet, b-tch, the beagles
sh-ttin’ on ’em like a seagull
unc, he used to drive the regal
and i used to want to be him
’til i seen a n-gg- beat him
see you wouldn’t want to be you, money

[chorus]
money keep pilin’, this sh-t ain’t stoppin’
these b-tch n-gg-s plottin’, got you loadin’ choppers
don’t trip, my n-gg-
i was that same n-gg-, i know
i was that same n-gg-, yeah, ayy, ayy
you ready for static, you totin’ that ‘matic
got bows in the attic so sh-t can get tragic
i know, my n-gg-
i was that same n-gg-
yeah, i was that same n-gg-, ayy, ayy, ayy
the feds want you and your whole crew, don’t know what to do
they callin’ on you, sh-t sick as the flu
i was that same n-gg-, i know
i was that same n-gg-, ayy, ayy, ayy
if they touch you, them n-gg-s through
get sacks like suh, we pick out suits, don’t ask, just shoot
i’m still that same n-gg-, i know
i’m still that same n-gg-, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

- bandgang masoe lyrics

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