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2 mins - big flock lyrics

[verse 1: big flock]
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imma go straight in ’cause the beat only 2 minutes
i talk to my dog like i’m doctor dolittle
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[?] the choppa hold 250
breaking down dead n*ggas, this sh*t is too sticky
my n*ggas they tryna spin like fl!cky fl!cky
my n*ggas stay 10 toes on the block with the bl!cky
they stay on the ground like they pretty ricky
i’m in the trap babysitting like icky vicky
hop out the window with the pop and getting ricky
my young n*ggas thirteen, they tryna spin like a frisbee
they ain’t got no suit and tie but they gettin’ busy
slimesito that’s my n*gga fasho, if you play with him it’s gon’ be pain inflicted
choppa picasso, was painting n*ggas
b*tch i done f*ck up the 8 but i came in for business
uzi it come with the switches, tryna f*ck with the gang that’s a f*cked up dеcision
i been had respect beforе i went to prison, i never went out like a hoe on a mission
knox box n*ggas k!llers and they stayin’ consistent, young n*gga shootin’ like [?]
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i had a throw, made it stick like a quarterback, only have first draft pits in my roster
flames coming out of the k like it’s arson
bro he a secretary in the state like ben carson, i’m tryna spin like a carwheel
these n*ggas p*ssy, they garfield
f*ck prints, steppin on sh*t like a tar heel
[verse 2: slimesito]
mexican shooter and he gone of 2 pills
i got a pistol on me and i keep it concealed
couple shooters from brazil, i’m wettin’ your car and the bullets hittin’ your wind shield
fresh as f*ck in the mansion like will, i’m off the perc 10’s man it’s so hard to sit still
f.n. hit a n*gga made his ass windmill, blew two in the head i’m shooting to k!ll
my n*ggas sendin’ sh*t for real, i’m poppin them pills back to back like this sh*t a advil
these n*ggas broke as f*ck like they signed a bad deal
come to the trenches, you know that we bad news
ar*15 and it’s spittin’ like papo
she reppin’ for the gang, she got that sh*t tattooed
popped a n*gga, turn his ass to a tattoo
i’m rich slime and i barely eat fast food
i took a n*gga off, i did what i had to
tryna run, now that’s a bad move
redbone b*tch and she got the flag too
put his ass on a plate, watch me turn him to food
you know i’m having ties, i’m tied with them piru’s
police with me call ’em ose
i was on a block havin’ action, never had curfew
you tryna f*ck around, my shooters gone murk you
acting like a plug but i used to serve you
you rapping n*ggas, they be actin’ commercial
you walk up in my trap, my n*ggas gon’ search you
you actin’ like you tough but that sh*t gon’ hurt you
i took your row but i didn’t reimburse you
then send my n*ggas, so they fast for that dog food
ar*15 but i still got a scar too, i spray that n*gga trap and i spray his car too

- big flock lyrics

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