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be alright - edot babyy lyrics

[intro]
grah, like (grah, grah, grah)

[chorus]
don’t worry, i get dirty
i see the opps i’mma shoot in a hurry
why i got the knock? know i’m st*rdy
i don’t need a perky to tote on the .30
it be tough when you off them drugs
im a shooter, i don’t do the hugs
with this rap sh*t i ain’t letting up
one in the head, if its up then its stuck
said you tuff, n*gga why you capping?
keep a ruger, im with all the action
he get put in a post for rapping
i got some k!llers who looking for rappers
in the field with my carti, i’m bussing
walk in saks and i spend like a hunnid
got a beam if he think that he running
imma throw shot after shot, he ain’t up it
[verse 1]
i’m me, and you n*ggas hate that
i’m the talk of the town and they know that
push nick for a pack, no throwback
he don’t got time to tell homie to hold that
couplе shots, i get to cl!cking
i see a flocka then i’mma dismiss him
on court, b*tch i ball like a piston
hе with his mans then he going with him
imma bend through up at his dental
i keep a chop just like a essential
how you talking on bro but ain’t spin through?
.45 gon’ rip through his tissue
how you flocking and dont tote a pistol?
talking on bro just know that i cannot blitz you
like lil’ n*gga don’t know what i been through
im a demon i stay with two pistols
in the field b*tch i move too official
when they see me they know that i got it
imma hop out the v and start flocking
i threw like 5 then 2 hit his noggin
f*ck the opps, b*tch i’m in the city
keep a g*locke, its hard to get with me
in the streets where i got it, ain’t no blixky
run up on me catch a shot to the kidney
[chorus]
don’t worry, i get dirty
i see the opps i’mma shoot in a hurry
why i got the knock? know i’m st*rdy
i don’t need a perky to tote on the .30
it be tough when you off them drugs
im a shooter, i don’t do the hugs
with this rap sh*t i ain’t letting up
one in the head, if its up then its stuck
said you tuff, n*gga why you capping?
keep a ruger, im with all the action
he get put in a post for rapping
i got some k!llers who looking for rappers
in the field with my carti, i’m bussing
walk in saks and i spend like a hunnid
got a beam if he think that he running
imma throw shot after shot, he ain’t up it

[outro]
grah, grah, grah, grah, grah
its edot baby

- edot babyy lyrics

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