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ain't nothing - d-locz lyrics

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[intro:]
aye
blue hunned
squad
3d

[hook]
f*ck your b*tch, that ain’t nothing
selling bricks, that ain’t nothing
hitting l!cks, that ain’t nothing
a shoot out, that ain’t nothing
a couple thousand, that ain’t nothing
you swag out, that ain’t nothing
your whole crew full of f*ck boys, your main b*tch a sl*t boy

gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know

f*ck your b*tch, that ain’t nothing
selling bricks, that ain’t nothing
hitting l!cks, that ain’t nothing
a shoot out, that ain’t nothing
a couple thousand, that ain’t nothing
you swag out, that ain’t nothing
your whole crew full of f*ck boys, your main b*tch a sl*t boy

[versus 1]
i’m from the city of three crosses, but none of us are saint though
sell meth, selling smack
just to get a bank roll
if you the main plug, best believe we kicking down your door
hit your ass for every brick, that’s what we call a l!ck (boom*boom)
my young n*ggas hungry, give a f*ck bout what you claim
only thing we bang, is your monthf*ck’n girlfriend
them colors ain’t about sh*t, if you ain’t making mula
keep flexing on my n*gga
will send them slugs, right thru yaaaa
f*ck your crew, they ain’t bout sh*t
i know real hitters
i know real goons
i know real n*ggas
that shot up
your whole f*cking living room
i know real cartel
that will cut your f*cking head off
don’t f*ck with me my n*gga
you don’t want me to set it off

[hook]
f*ck your b*tch, that ain’t nothing
selling bricks, that ain’t nothing
hitting l!cks, that ain’t nothing
a shoot out, that ain’t nothing
a couple thousand, that ain’t nothing
you swag out, that ain’t nothing
your whole crew full of f*ck boys, your main b*tch a sl*t boy

gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know

f*ck your b*tch, that ain’t nothing
selling bricks, that ain’t nothing
hitting l!cks, that ain’t nothing
a shoot out, that ain’t nothing
a couple thousand, that ain’t nothing
you swag out, that ain’t nothing
your whole crew full of f*ck boys, your main b*tch a sl*t boy

[versus 2]
ya i’m 3d about it
don’t f*ck wit me my n*gga
that crome piece aiming at your t**th
so a b*tch ass n*gga like you can’t speak
have you linking in the streets
saying that i snitch, who i snitch on n*gga?
a snitch ass n*gga that snitch on me
you bite me i bite you back
rumor run laps, f*ck you bum n*ggas
ya y’all know where i’m at
telshor and missouri
yes i’m moving all the work
n*gga what you worth
honestly, dirt
i ain’t sweating you b*tchs
got my mine on my richest
this pen and pad might get me rich
but till then i’m selling these bricks
n*gga cuff your b*tch
she trying get d*ck down n*gga
yous a lazy ass bum, that’s why she f*cking round n*gga

[hook]
f*ck your b*tch, that ain’t nothing
selling bricks, that ain’t nothing
hitting l!cks, that ain’t nothing
a shoot out, that ain’t nothing
a couple thousand, that ain’t nothing
you swag out, that ain’t nothing
your whole crew full of f*ck boys, your main b*tch a sl*t boy

gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know
gotta let ’em know, gotta gotta let ’em know

f*ck your b*tch, that ain’t nothing
selling bricks, that ain’t nothing
hitting l!cks, that ain’t nothing
a shoot out, that ain’t nothing
a couple thousand, that ain’t nothing
you swag out, that ain’t nothing
your whole crew full of f*ck boys, your main b*tch a sl*t boy

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