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not for nothing - bezel escada lyrics

[intro: tupac as bishop on juice]
i don’t give a f*ck
i don’t give a f*ck about you
i don’t give a f*ck about steel, and i don’t give a f*ck about raheem, either
i don’t give a f*ck about myself
(beats by yamaica productions baby!)
look, i ain’t sh*t. i ain’t never gon be sh*t
and you less of a man than me, so as soon as i decide you ain’t gon be sh*t, (grrt gang)
so be it. you remember that, motherf*cker

[verse 1: bezel escada]
30 pointers sitting in my ear (bling)
flexing on em cuz my waist severe
cartiers on cuz the vision clear (facts)
pull up wit treys make opps disappear (voilà)
on my sh*t ain’t no time for these games
im the hottest in the bush ain’t no time for these lames
rob n*ggas for the kush put these lames out the range
u can get ya life took ain’t really nun to say
once i sent a shot all my hittas gonna bend ya block
blue lights you can hear the siren
letting off rounds all my n*ggas wildin
early morning im a juggernaut
calm new fit fresh pair of new floxks
youngest n*ggas turning up the city
trey pound on the fifth so you know my n*ggas busy
catch u on sight so u know it’s litty
throwing strays like a f*cking frisbee
i f*cked yo b*tch it was just a quickie
i was there that night rest up jay glizzy
working all day but i sleep at night
blue hundreds scream my appetite
get it how you live so its only right
talking all type of colors pour an eighth in my sprite
[verse 2: blizzy]
them bullets getting to dumpin
them f*ck n*ggas getting to ducking
2605 be the gang and all of my n*ggas for nothing (gang gang gang)
shoutout that boy bezel, he got heavy metal ain’t talking about rock and roll
droppin bodies, skipping states skate in a benz and we gotta roll
on the other side, we apply the pressure
call my hitta for it bullets how they wet up (boom boom)
tech’s like nike sweaters, 30 clip or better
u ain’t gonna blow, bette put some bread up
chasin to the cheddar, gotta keep my head up
cuz these b*tches set up, tryna get me wet up
got these n*ggas fed up, cuz we never let up
make his body drop, watch him never get up
grr gang, make a n*gga body rock, watch him never get up
me and 12 shotz pull up on the scene home made beam right on that beretta
we got drums and ladders, it dont really matter
we ain’t the chit, we ain’t for the chatter
26 ballin hard shooting like the raptors
and these n*ggas fans cuz they know we factors!

[verse 3: niikosuav]
260niko, flocking like queezy you been knew that
trav in the cut, lock holding up, jeezy got the mac
even though he makk he up it at your hat and smoke you out the sack
my n*ggas with that and that’s a fact
in the field, this ain’t madden, we got tec’s glocks, rugers, automatics
shoot first ain’t no chatting
n*ggas claim that they savage when i see them ain’t no action
260 what im jackin, 12 shots on your block and bullets get to clappin
ambulance get to wrappin put him in a casket and you know that’s a basket
opp n*ggas they snitching
if i’m in the floss you know that im hittin (nba k)
no remorse they ain’t swishin’ put ar on the court and he not gon miss em
with bezel and we swervin catch a opp (skrrt) n*gga, and we gon twirl him
get twirled like a whirlwind (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
[outro: niikosuav]
i dont even know what to say, n*ggas know how we rockin, 260 spmb got the summer on too, b*tch

- bezel escada lyrics

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