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jump you in - drego & beno lyrics

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that dog it was barkin too d*mn loud, hit it in his head
everytime i hit the interstate, its like more than 10
if any n*gga play with me, imma make his bed
i dont even come out the house if its less than a band
i swear she gonna do whatever i say just like simon says
sippin on that ??, all my n*ggas bangin red

if you catch him just shoot in him his face, just like what i said
jake, he just did some lil bang sh*t, just ?? i switch
i swear to god i just went down the way and just shot a vet
all this drank i just sipped in one month, i coulda bought a crib
everytime i hit the f*ckin stash, yea i never spin
all this b*tch, she do is shake her ass when she on the gram
yea my phone be slappin, all i do is sell it by the gram
and when i get back off the raw, i give some money to my grams
i spend some money wit my fam
and when i get back off that raw i split some money wit my minions

maan, i been runnin up them bands
?? miller, and you smokin reds
i paid for the p*ssy and it came with head
yea im down in yo biddy, and i came with meds
he only hit it wit a 2, hit that sh*t again
this fn blue tips here to twist yo dreads
my young dawg, got them stones and flint but he ain’t fred
im bullin(?) in a red zone, like im 20 in

you wanna hop inside the game, we gon jump you in
i heard you dealin with them thangs, better duck the feds
this lil b*tch textin me so h*rny, b*tch lets get it in
im ridin in a 2 seater, this a baller benz
ya lil b*tch suck the d*ck so fast i call her rrari head
im down here with my pirus, we in ferrari red

but ?? i can’t hit the bank lil stupid b*tch
lets just focus on this bank and get back to the riches
oh you ain’t know i spent like 25 just for this brick
i hit the cbs like doug e fresh and get to mixin
i swear it feel like deja vu when i walk in your kitchen

maan, i done poured a whole d*mn 12 this sh*t got me tremblin
i whip the beat with my knees, yea i feel like timbaland
aye, i got the strap in the club, snuck it in my timberlands
my dawg caught a body, got off like he george zimmerman
go hit the road, dont want it on you, hide it in the fender then
the rap game, the dope game, same like a synonym
the n*gga say he want some smoke, put him in a blender then
they hit 250 better eat it b*tch like its dinner then

- drego beno lyrics

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