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warning pt2 - leakfrmmoneymartin lyrics

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[intro:]
it’s that lil’ leekyn*gga
n*gga, suck my d*ck
every opp shot, like
n*ggas know the vibe
d*mn d*mn

[chorus: ]
yo mdot, just move
i’ma up it and cl!ck at his crew
scream, “if he scream whaddupp gr8, you get put in the news
no gr8 allowed, bullets [?] to them too
and y’all n*ggas keep dissin’ the 650
that’s why buck 50 and mari have both died
[verse 1:]
don’t run, don’t trip
like, scream, “yrkk”, mir , pass me the grip
yeah, i f*ck with some makks, i f*ck with some trendy’s
but the dem burnside n*ggas is deady (burnsidek)
he tried to run up, got hit with my lefty
talk on bro, n*gga, i get deadly

[verse 2: ]
itt, you know how i’m comin’
catch me an opp, yeah, i’m bumpin’ in public
he get shot if he yellin’, “what’s whaddup gr8?”
spin through thе opps, n*ggas know how we comin’
lil’ curt got shot in his face, and mari got spliffed for thе day
when i bend, you know i don’t play
see me a burnside you know i’ma spray
yeah, they think ’cause i’m young
when i see ’em, he know that i’m really gon’ dump
how they talkin’ on bro but they never did nothin’
big chop, you know i’ma up it
diddy a d*ck, that boy got shot
n*gga stay in the stay on da ave they don’t come to my block
see an opp, we gon’ blast him, clap him
try to run up, you get turned into ashes
me and neo like curry and cl!ck
try to run up, you get shot in ya’ face
on the block, yeah, i’m totin’ on kelly
if sh*t gettin’ heavy, get shot in ya’ belly
smokin’ nelly , got left by the deli
n*ggas know how we really be comin’
drop the gzz , you get shot in ya’ m*ffin
smokin’ on mari, that boy got me bussin’
if he jack gr8, i’ma add a k
told my ‘ooter to slide, came right away
got a .9 on my side so pray today
i’ma [?] any*day
drop the gzz put an o in ya’ f*ckin’ face
bdot wit’ me, and you know he won’t hesitate
nelly tried to run but the fat n*gga tripped
smokin’ on mexi, mix him wit’ the rip
mexi had died in the back of the whip
please don’t say, “don’t run, don’t trip”
’cause they know my bop, i ain’t runnin’ from sh*t
if i call up neo, you know he gon’ bl!ck
see an opp, he get bl!cked through the sweater, jj wit’ me, you know he won’t let up
me and bro two deep in the spot
if he try to run up, then we makin’ it hot
[chorus: notti osama]
yo mdot, just move
i’ma up it and cl!ck at his crew
scream, “gr8 “, you get put in the news
no gr8 allowed, bullets [?] to them too
and y’all n*ggas keep dissin’ the 650
that’s why buck 50 and mari have both died

[outro: ]
d*mn d*mn
n*gga, suck my d*ck
it’s that leaky , n*gga
n*ggas know how we rocking’, man
every opp shot, man
suck my d*ck, n*gga

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