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big east - hdln mitch lyrics

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that internet thuggin’ sh*t for the birds
you grieving from us leaving yo brother sh*t on the curb, what’s the word
his n*ggas gon’ get it crackin’ or not
a different type of smack if i’m puttin’ jack in a box
30 stacked in the glock n*gga drop that pin
i send a addy to knock & get a top pushed in
or i double back on the block and find a spot bushed in
catch him hopping out that sedan and make him hop back in
like take these
can’t ride with no n*gga that may squeeze
i give these n*ggas clout when i shoot them like say cheese
straight heat
and my b*tch riding with me like waist deep
i in the field with no helmet a burner and laced cleats hd
yeah, n*gga f*ck it up
this .40 fightin’ any n*gga tryna knuckle up
quit all that crying bout ***** & n*gga suck it up
it east side shotty ferg n*gga chuck it up
i keep that sh*t on me regardless i’m heartless
don’t ask about no features we charging the hardest
i been about that sh*t since i started
& free tnt hope they drop all his charges
i’m back on they ass, yeah i’m the n*gga now
got in my bag & n*ggas mad i couldn’t sit around & gossip
scary ass n*ggas playin’ possum
his jersey never dirty just want a spot on the roster
i’m on that with any n*gga that think ima play with em
we spraying em
you miss his ass so much then go & lay with em
we slayin’ em
they clique up with these n*ggas, think they saving em
like what we put behind a sucka gang we keep a k with us
don’t play with us
yeah, i’m like n*gga please
gon’ get him smoked he think he posted up at chillee g’s
negative
right now i’m there for three we shoot consecutive
they brag about it b*tch i just add a patch to my letterman
a veteran
yeah, tell em hang it up
you came from f*ckin’ with the suckas tryna hang with us
pitiful… we either wipe em out or leave em critical
a hundred in this clip enough for every individual
like b*tch i’m a dog with no collar a problem
i got all this sh*t from my mama, a shotta
they leave out the club & we follow
all they hear is… (gunshots) & then holla’ i got em like shhh

- hdln mitch lyrics

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