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fit it - jaydatway123 lyrics

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(intro) look, n-gg-s wanna be gangsta but my n-gg-s trying to make it out the hood, but n-gg-s trying to be hood, if u wanna be gangsta you gotta pay the price, you wanna be in the streets you got to pay the price, you got one life live it your life could be taking at any point

(verse  1) all day we was in the streets, we was struggling n-gg-s gotta eat, in the stu im spittin that heat, put off white on my feet, that case my n-gg- ain’t beat it, she off a perk she a freak b-tch, she off a perk she gon eat d-ck, all these n-gg-s on some sneak sh-t

(verse  2) all these n-gg-s is some opp’as so i gotta stay wit the choppa, all my n-gg-s noodle knockers, i turn that brain to some pasta, jamicain know some rasta’s, on the team you ain’t on my roster, want smoke b-tch let em have it, you dont even want no static
free my guys out the motherf-cking pin, you know we gon motherf-cking win, n-gg-s dont wanna see me win lord god forgive me for my sins, lord god forgive me for my sins, and you know we spinning bins, all these n-gg-s ain’t your friends, put designer on my lens, we was trapping all day trying run up a check, vvs diamonds tryna put on my neck, n-gg-s mad when a n-gg- flex, f-ck that b-tch ion want no s-x, all these b-tches be some treesha’s, running to bags tryna get to the breesha, lil b-tch you really a eater, like datway i like your sneakers, get the racks and you know that we spend it 2x
can’t see cause the windows is tented 2x, im smoking on gas for the pain swear to god ima remain the same, run up on me i let it bang, my n-gg-s gotta hit stains

we  was h-tting licks we didn’t have sh-t, choppas on me automatic, want smoke b-tch you know we gon have it, -ss fat b-tch you know ima grab it, b-tch you know my n-gg-s be trapping, and my n-gg-s they really be rapping, and yall n-gg-s really be capping, get the money you know that im stacking, and you know that its the back end, we gon run it up get to the back end, -ss fat b-tch you know thats it clapping you know that its clapping

n-gg-s  hating on me i know dat, all black on the beat like im kodak, n-gg-s mad b-tch you know we all know dat, n-gg-s mad u know we all know dat

b-tch im running up money they mad, b-tch im gon hop in my bag, b-tch im tryna hop inna foregin skrt skrt make that b-tch go fast, and im feeling like im swervo hit the gas you know it got turbo, call up mino thats inferno, backwoods b-tch you we burn those

smoking  on cookies n cream, you know that my glock gotta beam, these n-gg-s they ain’t on my team, my n-gg-s know dat yall sceme, my n-gg-s got big dreams 2x, and they only 15 2x

only 15 i seen a lot remeber them days they was shooting them shots, n-gg-s mad they be opps, f-ck the jugde she can suck on a c-ck, free my guys out the box2x lucky that night didn’t get locked 2x

swear you gang but you be snitching, these n-gg-s they switching they switching, these n-gg-s they really be b-tching, 15 in the clip like its fishing, run up on me you know we gon hit it and we sending shots to ya fit it, want smoke and you know that be get it yea

be wit the gang my n-gg-s be blood and crip, champion gotta win a chip, n-gg-s mad that i got the dip got the dip so you know i gotta dip the chips, n-gg-s mad that i got the drip 2x, b-tch u know im in my bag b-tch 2x

they  let shots off at mans, in the v b-tch im letting it blam, n-gg-s mad i’m outta the dam on this beat b-tch im going ham, i ain’t write it its off a my head told that b-tch jus to give me head, n-gg-s get filt wit sum led

free my guys doing time in the feds, huh that bid n-gg-, run up on me b-tch you know we gon spin it, spin a bin b-tch we gon spin it, and im sending shots to the fit it, want smoke b-tch you know that im wit it, dont want your b-tch already hit it

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