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shawn kemp iv - lazy3x lyrics

(yeah)
pull up with the k, get lit like a light n*gga (yeah)
and no i’m not g*y, but i shot like a dyk* n*gga (yeah, yeah)
like no we don’t fight n*ggas, i got the pipe n*gga (huh)
f*ckin yo b*tch and i tow like a .9 n*gga (glocky!)
if you wanna die, then you got right n*gga (yeah)
tony the tiger, better earn your stripes n*gga (yeah)
i get to the blue, i get to that benjamin (yeah)
the glock wit a beam, it eat him like vitamins (yeah)
pull up with the glock, pop him like a vicodin (huh)
he not bout sh*t, bro why are you hyping him? (yeah)
and a big ass wrist, just like benson

why is everything khroam?
uh, bah!
jank
jank, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
everything is khroam in the future
ayy, huh, yeah, uh

designer my coat, designer my feet (uh*huh)
that n*gga want smoke, get popped like grease (jank)
and i put the fol, right in the lean (yeah)
pull up with a pole, it came wit a beam (uh*huh)
and shawty a ho, she suckin’ the team (ha)
b*tch i’m with the zoes, right in the streets (fah)
that n*gga want beef, we pull up and meat (fah)
if that n*gga talk, we pull up delete (fah, fah)
this chopper ctrl, alt, delete n*ggas (jank)
versace my frames, like no i can’t see n*ggas (jank)
i get to the bay, now he wanna be n*ggas (jank)
i’m f*ckin’ yo main, now you is a side n*gga (yeah)
pull up with the k, and i make him fiy n*gga (yeah)
like get out my face if you don’t wanna die n*gga (yeah)
pull up with the k, get lit like a light n*gga (yeah)
and no i’m not g*y, but i shot like a dyk* n*gga (yeah, yeah)
like no we don’t fight n*ggas, i got the pipe n*gga (huh)
f*ckin’ yo b*tch and i tow like a .9 n*gga (glocky)
if you wanna die, then you got right n*gga (yeah)
tony the tiger, better earn your stripes n*gga (yeah)
i get to the blue, i get to that benjamin (yeah)
the glock wit a beam, it eat him like vitamins (yeah)
pull up with the glock, pop him like a vicodin (huh)
he not bout sh*t, bro why are you hyping him? (yeah)
and a big ass wrist, just like benson (huh)
that boy rambo, sh*t that i’ve been dead (yeah)
when you hear fah! you know who it is (fah)
pull up with the glock, we aim for his wig (fah)
these n*ggas they soft, porky the pig (uh*huh)
if that n*gga talk, leave him in a ditch (yeah)
if that n*gga bark, can tell he a b*tch (yeah)
that n*gga want spark, he not with the sh*t, uh (yeah)
guns downs, uh, guns down, uh (huh)
run up we gunnin em down, uh (bah!)
yo b*tch she sunkin me down, uh (a*ha)
pull a n*gga get down, uh (jank)
i’m that n*gga round town, uh (jank)
glock on me, yeah it down, uh (bah!)
big lazy stay with the rounds, uh (fah!)
gimme that chain right now (huh)
pull up on her n*gga, like gimme that b*tch (uh*huh)
he don’t want smoke, don’t go there b*tch (uh*huh)
i walk in that bih wit a big ol’ stick (ha)
i walk in the store with a big ol’ grip (fah)
i up in a chopper and make them flip (fah!)
these n*ggas be rappin like lil flip (jank)
these n*ggas be cappin it don’t make sense (yeah)
if it don’t make dots, it don’t make cents (yeah)
that n*gga a simp, that n*gga a b*tch (yeah)
if that n*gga bark, then i make him sit (yeah, yeah)
the glocky, it’s on me, get popped like a zit (yeah)
your thottie, she on me, she suck like a tick (yeah)
got four hundread zip, got four in the clip (yeah)
i got like four grams in a zip (yeah)
the chopper it don’t jam when i cl!ck (yeah)
b*tch i might just do the dash in a whip (yeah)
get popped like a xan, she know who i am (yeah)
i walk in a neemans, they forget some bands (yeah)
but i might just take em down for some grams (yeah)
b*tch i might just drive around in a lamb (skrrt, skrrt)
b*tch uh, b*tch uh, b*tch uh
yeah, ayy, yeah uh, ayy uh, yeah uh
glocky!, yeah uh uh uh, yeah uh uh uh, yeah uh, yeah uh, glocky!
uh jank, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh jank, uh glocky! uh yeah, uh yeah (uh), uh jank
uh skrrt, uh (what) glocky! uh

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