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"24" (ft. chris velez) - cvelezz2 lyrics

(intro)
(gang)
(big 3l)
(gdg n*gga stop playin with em)

(chorus)
i done came up once before, let’s go
when it took me a loss, d*mn, just like a man
n*gga don’t want no smoke with me
imma slide through the block, blow em all like a fan
n*gga be talking all they sh*t like they really bout paper, but they ain’t never seen 24 bands
got a pocket with a rocket
imma catch me a body
whole clique from the boss
really came from the sand

(verse 1)
i was just in d (?)
tryna hit me a l!ck, let’s go
windows tinted, 5%
ain’t see then hit
when i ride through thе hood
put a goal right here
if they think about snitching
b*tch, i’m a dеmon
all of my brothers got choppas and (?)
and i don’t need a reason
big 3l, might just f*ck out the season
for all of them nights, we still on the bleachers
(?) my n*gga, yeah, we made it from nothing
i’m nothing but (?), we stuck on the block
tryna to find us a dime, to jiggle or sum
n*gga done fell off once, but i hopped back on
i don’t want your love, i just need (?) gone
b*tch, i’m from texas, throwing up 3 for the (?)
we don’t talk about beef
we just leave em on stretchers
(gang, gang, f*ck em)
(imma talk my sh*t regardless, n*gga)
(by any means)
(i don’t care who f*cking with me, big 3l, big dawg, gdg)
(gang 4x)
(chorus)
i done came up once before, let’s go
when it took me a loss, d*mn, just like a man
n*gga don’t want no smoke with me
imma slide through the block, blow em all like a fan
n*gga be talking all they sh*t like they really bout paper, but they ain’t never seen 24 bands
got a pocket with a rocket
imma catch me a body
whole clique from the boss
really came from the sand

(verse 2)
really came from the mud
i been slanging them drugs
i might pop up a four, k!ll a n*gga just because
if i took them from you
then come get it in blood
hit it with no mask on
i be high as a b*tch
cause that gas strong
they won’t f*ck with my last song
play with the gang
send a diss, get your ass gone
(?) cause they know i got the pack on
b*tch, they all be competing with me
i got more sales than songs
i can’t love on no b*tch
i told her “i’m sorry”
just me and myself
so i’m clutching this .40
(bow, bow, bow, bow)
now a f*ck n*gga dead
b*tch, i don’t want to f*ck
i want me some head
now y’all gotta eat, cause the whole team fed
i might k!ll a n*gga, cause i only see red
(chorus)
i done came up once before, let’s go
when it took me a loss, d*mn, just like a man
n*gga don’t want no smoke with me
imma slide through the block, blow em all like a fan
n*gga be talking all they sh*t like they really bout paper, but they ain’t never seen 24 bands
got a pocket with a rocket
imma catch me a body
whole clique from the boss
really came from the sand

- cvelezz2 lyrics

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