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10-4 - itsmanman lyrics

[verse]
it’s all good if lil’ bro ain’t comin’ out, we comin’ in, though
if it’s ’bout that chili cheese, then we gon’ chip bro
we don’t show no mercy, dump the drac’ until the clip low
if he the feds, we ’bout to clear him out, so that’s a 10*4
long live the ruler, hundiddy is my best friend
throw his old ass away, he on the next end
pull up ‘cross the street, we hit the back and we just crept in
10 a.m., i’m out here gettin’ money, heard you slept in
everything i drop bump, b*tch, i just hit different
she had opened up her mouth, i left my d*ck in it
brodie always sittin’ on his ass, but now i’m gеttin’ n*ggas
tony hawk, i’m always on my grind, i’m ’bout to kick flip him
p*ssy, we don’t do emotions, go and get somе motion
she called me sassy ’cause i blocked her, she ain’t get no closer
got a white b*tch, she doin’ coke, she come from nova scotia
my youngin out here doin’ fraud, but know i don’t promote it
can’t never keep a b*tch, ’cause i be cuttin’ hoes loose
n*ggas say i’m underrated, major labels comin’ soon
if she feel a type of way, then i’ma f*ck her out her mood
b*tch, i feel like lil wayne ’cause i’m a goblin, you a goon
i be out the way, i’m mia, but i don’t come from florida
your whole gang gave a statement, n*gga go on order
we impatient, when i’m in the door, these n*ggas gettin’ tortured
i got these old n*ggas mad ’cause i can f*ck they daughter
what’s that smell? b*tch, i’m cookin’, got my elbows in the pot
you gon’ see who really real when them cell doors finna lock
why you tat your street name if you ain’t safe up on your block?
he wanna play, i said, “okay”, my n*gga k just grabbed the glock
how i was fast as h*ll, why the f*ck you try to run?
he ain’t even street, his baby mama got the gun
give a f*ck about a rank, his big homie is my son
i hit her from the back, now she can feel it in her lungs, n*gga

- itsmanman lyrics

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