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bns - big t evans lyrics

why do they keep f*cking with me, i am not the one to play with
they ain’t got no money, everything they talk about is a myth
n*ggas acting really funny when you try to go and get rich
they don’t want to hear none of it cause they rather chase them a b*tch
yet they keep on f*cking with me, know that i don’t f*ck with them
they talk all that sh*t about me, but they know that i am him
i ball hard than all you n*ggas, i don’t need that f*cking rim
i been stacking all them weights, and i ain’t talking ’bout a gym
i been moving different lately, they better not f*ck with me
shoot yo’ ass up in the dark and leave you with the letter t
i throw up the big c and my n*ggas throw letter b
everybody bangin’ different, but we’ll get you gone for free
n*ggas still talking sh*t, i guess it’s time to put the smell out
if i get locked under, you know big t evans need that bail out
smoking on this good gas, b*tch i’m high up, yeah that’s no doubt
call my plug for some more, he said a half a pound is in route

n*ggas talkin’ out of place, but won’t come see me face to face
they always say they caught a case, but never had to do the race
i’m preaching to the choir now, lil’ n*gga better keep the pace
they always talkin’ out the side of they neck, but won’t stay in they sp*ce
i’m blowin’ out yo’ speakers, know you hear that bass
don’t make me spray my weapon, i’ma spray it like some mace
i got a codename in these streets, two name like jace
i ain’t gon’ bang it out with no one, that sh*t is a waste
n*ggas try to get you locked up, that sh*t is lame
man, that’s some b*tch n*gga sh*t
how they gon’ put my name in they mouth when they don’t know a d*mn thing about the game
that’s some b*tch n*gga sh*t
i’ve been through trials and tribulations to get where i am
and i’ll be d*mned if i let a n*gga take that
that kick gon’ hit like bam, like why the h*ll did he make that
imagine if a n*gga took something from you and you get no get back

d*mn, like d*mn
these n*ggas on some b*tch n*gga sh*t like d*mn
i’ma catch them b*tches lackin’ i’ma fry ’em like spam
choppa take lives and resize them n*ggas to a gram, d*mn
yeah, aye, these n*ggas on some b*tch n*gga sh*t, they finna get hit
gonna pop him like a zit, yo’ mama cryin’ in this b*tch
should of stayed at home and went to church
now you finna feel my wrath
d*mn, these n*ggas on some b*tch n*gga sh*t, that b*tch n*gga sh*t
on some b*tch n*gga sh*t, that b*tch n*gga sh*t
on some b*tch n*gga sh*t, that b*tch n*gga sh*t like d*mn
like d*mn, these n*ggas on some b*tch n*gga sh*t, they finna get hit
gonna pop him like a zit, yo’ mama cryin’ in this b*tch
should of stayed at home and went to church
now you finna feel my wrath

- big t evans lyrics

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