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jew - c3 official lyrics

really thought you knew i was different, stuck in the cage of my mind
play like they hot but they don’t want the friction, stuck chasing dollar signs
let’s take a trip through time and sp*ce, you can already tell i been polar
try taking my hand but you don’t got a plan, you know that’s bound to get colder
these n*ggas be h*es and i know how it go, these n*ggas gon fold stop calling em bro
my b*tch wanna a lo and i’m not tryna fold
and while i’m up in my zone, b*tches calling my phone
you n*ggas some h*es so no i can’t f*ck with them
came in with em so now you gon duck with em
b*tches be dubs so no i ain’t loving em
7.62 in the back of the truck with em
we got thеm chops we point em at you
i nevеr f*cked with them pigs imma jew
everybody get it don’t care what you do
don’t f*ck with that ? imma pour up a two
n*ggas some clones they do what i do
we in the back of the truck pouring goop
tape up we point a drak at his dew
break up all of them pieces they flew

(pieces they flew, pieces they flew
pieces they flew, pieces they flew
pieces they flew, pieces they flew,)

really thought you knew i was different, stuck in the cage of my mind
play like they hot but they don’t want the friction, stuck chasing dollar signs
let’s take a trip through time and sp*ce, you can already tell i been polar
try taking my hand but you don’t got a plan, you know that’s bound to get colder
these n*ggas be h*es and i know how it go, these n*ggas gon fold stop calling em bro
my b*tch wanna a lo and i’m not tryna fold
and while i’m up in my zone, b*tches calling my phone
you n*ggas some h*es so no i can’t f*ck with them
came in with em so now you gon duck with em
b*tches be dubs so no i ain’t loving em
7.62 in the back of the truck with em
we got them chops we point em at you
i never f*cked with them pigs imma jew
everybody get it don’t care what you do
don’t f*ck with that ? imma pour up a two
n*ggas some clones they do what i do
we in the back of the truck pouring goop
tape up we point a drak at his dew
break up all of them pieces they flew
(pieces they flew, sh*t is not new
what you n*ggas gon do? for a little bit of food?
pieces they flew, sh*t is not new
what you n*ggas gon do)

really thought you knew i was different, stuck in the cage of my mind
play like they hot but they don’t want the friction, stuck chasing dollar signs
let’s take a trip through time and sp*ce, you can already tell i been polar
try taking my hand but you don’t got a plan, you know that’s bound to get colder
these n*ggas be h*es and i know how it go, these n*ggas gon fold stop calling em bro
my b*tch wanna a lo and i’m not tryna fold
and while i’m up in my zone, b*tches calling my phone
you n*ggas some h*es so no i can’t f*ck with them
came in with em so now you gon duck with em
b*tches be dubs so no i ain’t loving em
7.62 in the back of the truck with em
we got them chops we point em at you
i never f*cked with them pigs imma jew
everybody get it don’t care what you do
don’t f*ck with that ? imma pour up a two
n*ggas some clones they do what i do
we in the back of the truck pouring goop
tape up we point a drak at his dew
break up all of them pieces they flew

- c3 official lyrics

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