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caution - lethal lyrics

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[verse 1]

illest n-gga, who you?
always ride for my crew
messing with my n-ggas?
might end up on the news

talking newsstands, i’m a nuisance
with a new stance, i’m rude
got no respect for you f-ck n-ggas
just f-ck ya b-tch, f-ck you

and y’all do what y’all told
we do what we wanna do
and y’all n-ggas some hoes
we just got hoes by the group

that’s groupies down to f-ck
f-ck two down, next two up
for real (four’s real) man
ain’t nothing fun like single girls when they grouped up

look here son, you better look up
at a standstill, you shook up
these bars stay over your head boi
like a fat n-gga tryna do pull ups

could you understand? man just sure enough
just stop hating, you can’t huh?
say you pulling out when i pull up
but i been here, n-gga pull what?

how i’m spitting, better pull something
now wait a second boi, quit frontin
cause i know d-mn well between between the guns and the
fans and the broads, homie you don’t really pull nothing

i gotta grind, no other option
sick and tired of being at the bottom
they wanna see me up in a coffin
still know d-mn well that i’m a problem

[hook]

know some n-ggas hating on the low
claiming that they’re friends but people change, oh yes i know
and for that reason i can’t let n0body close
i think i’m better off alone

they gon’ talk, no matter what you do
pay no mind, stay true to you
when you feeling down, gotta fight through
just hustle hard, you can’t lose

watch a young n-gga go grind (go grind)
gotta make this my time (my time)
ima make this world mine (it’s mine)
so i gotta k!ll every god d-mn line

[verse 2]

“f-ck that n-gga, dammit he spit raw
off rip, i feel like i got ripped off
why the lord give that talent to him for?”
n-ggas ain’t sh-t, make sense that they p-ssed off

c’mon son, what you acting like a b-tch for?
you ain’t ’bout it, don’t dare with the big talk
wrong move, saws jig into ya liver
n-ggas puzzled how i run the game like jigsaw

quick draw, all-seeing eye on this bizzare, spitta
discharge, sick bars, get guaze, this mine, get yours
sell soul? h-ll nah, i stomp that eye (i) down like pixar

picture… that this little n-gga
5’7″ but they treat me like i’m 10’4″
even 12 scared when you add me in dawg
“oh it’s l? sh-t i ain’t going. 10-4.”

man y’all all fools
i’m with this chick and i think it’s your boo
we made some videos, yes it is true
but they’re not the type that you see on youtube

had a tripod with a nikon in my home
pipe strong after shawty just gave me nice dome
knees on the floor but she ain’t praying my bro
but i still had her screaming out “my god”

my lawd, where the f-ck has his mind gone?
k!lling every track they he set his sights on
f-ck up out of my way, get my own
trust me motherf-cka, you don’t want me in my zone

ha, man that kid just a psycho
they study my flow tryna find my flaws
stand idle, know i’m your idol
don’t hate a n-gga if he’s on your ipod, my god…

[hook]

- lethal lyrics

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