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staged - booka600 lyrics

[intro]
(aye tm!)

[chorus]
six o know no better
worse than a n*gga vendetta
so i had to get my bread up
seen n*ggas with no cheddar
don’t want von to bring pressure, or million dollars or better
let this be the header
know my n*ggas gonna tear up
all this sh*t be staged, just some sh*t a n*gga don’t care about
my b*tch a [?], she just want to know my whereabouts
n*ggas want the smoke, so you know the sh*t got aired out
diamonds ain’t no joke, so when they punch you n*ggas stay down

[verse 1]
smoking on exotic, tell them boys i want the grey pound
i see you n*ggas talking, i’ma give you something to hate ’bout
i’m a smooth dude, better wipe your nose before i lay down
draco in the place and when i wave it, it say, “hey now”
i dumped the b*tch, i have nothing to say, i feel like blake now
you love the b*tch, you only made a way for her to breakdown
you want to be, you just wanted to see, you up to date now
we putting guns all up in your face, you want to wait now
you penny pinching you don’t want to give, we gotta take now
i told my brothers, “when i make a mill, it’s gonna be mayhem”
and she just want to be at all the shows, she want to pay now
i know this b*tch a fan, but to him she just want to play ’round
[bridge]
we done blew they block down, make them disappear
you don’t want war with some n*ggas like this
and this sh*t get crazy, it become a nightmare
if it’s less than ten bodies, then that sh*t a light year

- booka600 lyrics

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