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65 bars - jaay2uece lyrics

*i tried my best*
[verse 1]
45’s a couple glock 9’s we keep a few stick
and ian’ ever worried bout the opps cus they dont do sh*t
ion want my old hoe them b*tches weak i need a new b*tch
and i just poured me up a 4′ sh*t im finna pour a deuce in
{n*gga six’ i like the fit?}
if i want it ill take his b*tch
how the f*ck this n*gga steppin’? i know he ain takin’ trip
if you want go take a risk i told brody to past the trix
and i just rolled another opp now im blowin him in the wind

[most valuable bars]
road runnin chasin the money ain’t goin back broke
and ion want the b*tch cus she remind me of my last hoe
223’s spittin out the choppa and broke his back bone
b*tch we boogie down you see me out i got a fat polе

[bridge]
johnnys hit the light we do the dash cus its sticks in this b*tch
i just pourеd a kobe deuce 4’s and 6’s in this b*tch
wokky in the spot i pour it up make it darker then tents
lyin in the foreign sippin wok in the amg benz
ice in the cup just poured me a 4′ im leanin
johnnys get on me im doin the dash im speedin
swervin threw lanes and stompin the gas im floatin
b*tch im a trophy if i see a opp im blowin
[verse 2]
i can feel my heart gettin colder
takin percs sippin wok to get the pain off my shoulders
let a n*gga diss the gang knock his face off his shoulders
you will never see me change ill be the same when im older
ima always be the same me
love it or you hate me
can’t let these n*ggas take me
got a glizzy with no safety and the choppa hold a 80
these n*ggas know about the gang fatbeezy doin n*ggas janky
and i be d*gg*n b*tches out cus i can’t let these b*tches play me

[verse 3]
money over b*tches
family over money
how the bullet hit his stomach now he sh*ttin out his tummy
all my n*ggas really steppin we be doin n*ggas ugly
brody got another sprite and poured a 4′ and made a mummy
how the f*ck you poppin it on a live about the street sh*t
tell a n*gga keep my old hoe cus she a weak b*tch
i could never let them take me out i gotta keep bl!ck
and how you tryna pop it while the b*tch [like] to eat d*ck?

[bridge]
she like daddy you a trophy (you a trophy)
you know i ain’t worried about the opps i got it on me (i got it on me)
i got a switchy on the glizzy leave him twitchin like he smokey (like he smokey)
i ain’t ever need n0body i been rockin by my lonely (by my lonely)
keep a bl!ck if i was you
i see you out im tryna smoke you (ill try to smoke you)
cus when i catch you thats yo ass (thats yo ass)
i got a 30 in the glizzy and the switchy spittin fast
im jiggy with the bl!cky see a opp i gotta blast (i gotta blast)
i catch a n*gga [?] pop him in his ass
[verse 4]
she steady talkin bout she know me ion wanna hear it
and b*tch im sippin on some wokky not no f*ckin beer
steady tryna tell me how you feel ion f*ckin care
johnnys on my ass i told them n*ggas i wasn’t f*ckin there
sh*t ion know sh*t

[most valuable bars pt.2]
30 in the glizzy walk him down and shoot the whole clique
how the f*ck he steppin and he actin like a whole b*tch
brody got a 9 but i could pop him with this 45th
yo n*gga ain’t really gettin money postin old chip
yo n*gga ain’t really gettin chip them is throw backs
finesse gang bobbin’ on the beat like im kodak

[verse 4.5]
opps in the wood yeah they gone but they know that
n*gga prolly [?] but he askin where the hoes at
thats the beat no hook
dead homies
223’s hit his face put yo hands on him
devil tried to walk a n*gga down i put the bag on him
ill be careful what you say cus ill flash on you

- jaay2uece lyrics

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