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consequences - humble gz lyrics

[chorus]
long live t
all of these f*ck n*ggas know how we get
i like smokin’ on drizzy, but aggy the best
man down if he droppin’ my set
go and ask about boy who was playin’ wit’ drench
if he throw up the wooo, he gettin’ stretched
now it’s a new opp all on the net
wanna shout out to g who got poked in his neck, stupid
why y’all n*ggas keep mentionin’ me and the gang? like
boomer got put in a frame, and aggy got turned to a strain
can’t forget about stound, he caught six to the brain
how the f*ck are you sayin’ my name when the n*gga who shot you was just in your face?
spin through the fort, make him pick up his pace
if i run into nu then he gettin’ erased

[verse]
b*tch, that’s a fact
when the f*ck are y’all gonna get back?
nay bando, where he at?
someone tell lou to just pick up a strap
i done came to y’all block, me and my gat
ask boy, he was almost a pack
it’s okay when y’all talk about boomski, ’cause boomer and bando is not comin’ back
tryna spin over here, you smacked
i got n*ggas that’s takin’ that risk
if a b*tch try to line ’em, we bangin’ that b*tch
can’t backdoor us, we don’t play wit’ that sh*t, like glah
anyone play, lay
who i smoke? little nay
n*ggas left melly gz in the bay, all of my k!llers is big gdk
man i still can not wait ’til they free little jay
i don’t got say much, baby boy is a demon
take a trip to the opps, squeeze it
nick blixk in my blunt, beatin’
pop me a perc’ and i spin for no reason
if he veer2thekirk, then i’m leavin’ him bleedin’
f*ck all the folks, all that sh*t is a dub
nas blixk got shot, he was wheezin’
broad day, on that block
spot a opp, then he dead
wanna diss? be my guest
rich glizz got shot, he was yellin’ “my leg”
little kay head popped, caught one to the head
like what the f*ck? y’all don’t even jack him
spin through the fort and i’m lookin’ for wreck
if i catch little justo, on bro i’ma whack him
[chorus]
n*gga long live t
all of these f*ck n*ggas know how we get
i like smokin’ on drizzy, but aggy the best
man down if he droppin’ my set
go and ask about boy who was playin’ wit’ drench
if he throw up the wooo, he gettin’ stretched
now it’s a new opp all on the net
wanna shout out to g who got poked in his neck, stupid
why y’all n*ggas keep mentionin’ me and the gang? like
boomer got put in a frame, and aggy got turned to a strain
can’t forget about stound, he caught six to the brain
how the f*ck are you sayin’ my name when the n*gga who shot you was just in your face?
spin through the fort, make him pick up his pace
if i run into nu then he gettin’ erased

- humble gz lyrics

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