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22 - hunxho lyrics

[intro]
sold my soul to the ones i love
heart been sold and it turned to a grudge, woah
swear i gave you my trust, woah, woah
but you don’t feel

[chorus]
[?][0:13] like a naked b*tch
even if i had diarrhea, you still can’t tell me sh*t (section 8 straight cooked this motherf*cker up)
and my lil’ buddy them shootin’ sh*t, but they ain’t takin’ pics
i walk down on him, look down at him like i’m tryna take a p*ss
go pacific ocean, got motion how i flood my wrist
i avoid abortion, b*tch, open up, k!ll my kids
i been on some more sh*t, turn sh*t up 22
tat my block right on my eyes, i close ’em, it say, “22”
[verse 1]
yeah, it say, “22”
yeah, don’t get made a play, don’t play with plates, i eat my food
b*tch, i hope you play my music diamonds, i’m droppin’ jewels
i upgrade my big home, put switch on, what will he do?
warn you not to play with me, gon’ play with me, gon’ play with you
one of them n*ggas played with me got famous, put him on the news
n*gga, i been turned up since the days when n*ggas rocked the truey
i been hittin’ l!cks, not bustin’ cards, i know that he the truest
bro them hittin’ car, just caught for a portion
just bought myself a ‘cat, b*tch n*gga, count the horses
i come from the east side, american, like f*ck a foreign
smm like chucky, son, i’m a murder boy
i been goin’ up, i don’t know my eta
remember my bank account was lower than my gpa
know i’m still fightin’ charges, pray i beat this case
like, f*ck georgia state, ain’t f*ckin’ with me on no chase

[chorus]
[?][1:25] like a naked b*tch
even if i had diarrhea, you still can’t tell me sh*t
and my lil’ buddy them shootin’ sh*t, but they ain’t takin’ pics
i walk down on him, look down at him like i’m tryna take a p*ss
go pacific ocean, got motion how i flood my wrist
i avoid abortion, b*tch, open up, k!ll my kids
i been on some more sh*t, turn sh*t up 22
tat my block right on my eyes, i close ’em, it say, “22”
[verse 2]
know this me, ‘xho comin’ through
if a n*gga think he bulletproof
50 cent got hit up too
fifty cent was just in my pocket, now i walk ’round with fifty racks
i ain’t tryna dog no pit, tell that b*tch come give me cat
they think i’m a h*llboy how i hop up out that ‘cat
i put this on blood, i ain’t never, ever had a scat
i put this on blood, you can’t name a time ‘xho went out bad
don’t try me like rap n*gga, rap n*gga, know i crash
hundred thousand on my first car, i f*cked ’round and wrecked the ‘cat
hundred thousand on my second car, my brother wrecked the ‘cat
f*ck it, we get money just like harder n*ggas be
yeah, f*ck it, we get money, n*gga, everybody eat
in the field, but i don’t need cleats
where you’ll get k!lled just like beats
no ig about no beef
and i’m knowin’ he ain’t in it, he rock with the wrong people
n*gga play with one of these guys and he get rolled, put that on peter
love that ho ’cause i don’t need her, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
[?] like a naked b*tch
even if i had diarrhea, you still can’t tell me sh*t
and my lil’ buddy them shootin’ sh*t, but they ain’t takin’ pics
i walk down on him, look down at him like i’m tryna take a p*ss
go pacific ocean, got motion how i flood my wrist
i avoid abortion, b*tch, open up, k!ll my kids
i been on some more sh*t, turn sh*t up 22
tat my block right on my eyes, i close ’em, it say, “22”
[outro]
sold my soul to the ones i love
heart been sold and it turned to a grudge, woah
swear i gave you my trust, woah, woah
but you don’t feel

- hunxho lyrics

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