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the reaper - big coach the big homie lyrics

[intro: big homie]

big homie the reaper

b.i.g. n*gga….

what….

[verse 1: big homie]
red rum
i thought a b*tch n*gga said sum
of course i dead em
porsche, 9*11
(yikes, yikes)
ima legend
out the grave or straight from heaven
in a race, i pace, no case, you felon;
sorry we yellin, prolly from h*ll &….
i will not waste it
i wont give up and get stuck in the matrix!
that would be basic, and basically im chasing greatness!
i know they hate this; i hit a l!ck and then i go to vegas
i see the waitress, she see the bracelet, she smell the fragrance
she think im famous!
then i dead that b*tch! then i put gold on my neck and wrist!
homie bout to pop he freshman zits;
then i get sloppy, steadman sh*t!
who keeps givin these feds these tips?
who said what about where we live?
how is there so many aryans?
why some of yall wanna marry them?
bruh stop that sh*t; you and your team cant stop my clique!
break em all off like pockets picked
then i take off, rocket ships!
oh!
speaking of rocks i drip!
and i got locs and pots i whip!
and i got lots of pasta tips!
and i brought knots and guac and chips!
big homieeeeeee!
this might scare some phonies!
this my ceremony!
this my one and only !
im a dog, im kobe!
i get the trophy
you in the nose bleeds!
just sayin im cozy;
i cannot save you if you approach me!
[hook: big homie]
i said f*ck the private sector, i became a teacher!
i said f*ck these followers and i became a leader!
now i’m k!lling all my features, guess i’m just a reaper!
big homie the reaper! big homie the reaper!

[verse 1: big homie]
oh my god i’m….
brick lane ballin!
look at me i found my callin!
i was down but all in all n
out the mud n crawl and crawl n!
grab my celly make a call n
they gon help me when i fall n
been to h*ll and now im haulin
bodies like im f*ckin stalin!!!!
ooo ooo
way too nice!
member those days i prayed for ice!
and all those ways theyd take my light!
all of that shade, graves at night!
yikes!
now i got waves and dice!
lost all i had n made it back twice!
i was down bad, made that rice!
now i got bags for the low low price!
ha!
im packin bruh!
cant stand none of these actors yuck!
twist my wrist then stack my cups!
fl!ck my bic and grab my nuts!
what?
told you im bad and stuff!
then i get gas and wrap it up!
then i get mad and rap and cuss!
then i get cash and stack it up!
ooo*ooo!
no more nice guy sh*t!
no more, no more, bye bye b*tch!
color my wrist, tye dye sh*t!
f*ck with the clique, wise guy fits!
ohh!
and im like way too eager, take all the dreamers, make em believers!
ohh!
ion mean preach like preacher, iam the reaper, i take you deeper!

[hook: big homie]
i said f*ck the private sector, i became a teacher!
i said f*ck these followers and i became a leader!
now i’m k!lling all my features, guess i’m just a reaper!
big homie the reaper!

i said f*ck the private sector, i became a teacher!
i said f*ck these followers and i became a leader!
now i’m k!lling all my features, guess i’m just a reaper!
big homie the reaper! big homie the reaper!

[outro: big homie]
uh, uh
then i dead that b*tch, then i put gold on my neck and wrist
no more nice guy sh*t!
no more, no more, bye bye b*tch!
then i take off, rocket ships

big homie the reaper!

- big coach the big homie lyrics

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