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shawn kemp - lil ant lyrics

[intro: lil ant]
(2pac speech)

[word]

hook:
[word]

they gone always count you out before they count you in
onna corner with some paper and a pencil, tryna’ spit it to a n*gga know he hate to see a n*gga win
had to open up my eyes, keep a pistol on my side,(boom) now i bet that p*ssy n*gga won’t come try again
broad*day, deadlight, we gone spin again (we gone spin again)
we got 4*5 glocks but 2 different gens (but 2 different gens)
i can’t shake a n*gga hand cause he ain’t my friend (nawl)

they gone always count you out before they count you in
onna corner with some paper and a pencil, tryna’ spit it to a n*gga know he hate to see a n*gga win
had to open up my eyes, keep a pistol on my side, now i bet that p*ssy n*gga won’t come try again (bet he won’t come try again)
broad*day, deadlight, we gone spin again (we gone spin again)
we got 4*5 glocks but 2 different gens (but 2 different gens)
i can’t shake a n*gga hand cause he ain’t my friend (nawl)

[verse]
if i’m speakin’ onna facts then ima let you know (what)
we the kids up onna block, who really came up out the struggle tryna hustle for a dollar at the corner store (we was broke)
mama stayed away from home, daddy he was always gone so i started rapping, that was just the way to go
hit a girl , leave her lone , brother told me how to mac and play my cards i was flexing with a different hoe
n*ggas fighting over girls i done really seen it all, n*gga saying that he love ya but he ain’t ya bro
fake love, lil tears i ain’t with it (ain’t with it)
contesting me i put one in yo’ fitted
i’m masking up yea we came onna mission
the stuff he ain’t done then just know that i did it
that boy steady talking i don’t do the dissing
come after me and we gone leave ya missing
he saw the draco then he got to tripping
come criticize me and i won’t even listen
ian know he was a runner till i seen em’ dip (nope)
young n*gga onna corner with a pistol in his pocket, pull it out and make em’ think that it was on his hip (yea)
i ain’t never caught a body, but a n*gga run up on me ima have to slow em’ down with the 40 clip (boom)
all my n*ggas up in prison they gone crash about the gang seeing murders on they records and bout 4 attempts
he can run, but ian chasing after n*ggas, n*gga know i keep a pistol send em’ home walking with a limp
put a 40 onna n*gga think i’m shawn kemp (shawn kemp)
tried to give a hoe my heart, she was playing like i’m dumb so i showed my demon side you know i’m a pimp (nawl)
i don’t even really love her she know i be mac’n
tryna’ cling up on a n*gga, told her get up out my face think i’m cheating cause a n*gga fell in love with trapping
bet not catch em’ on a street if i’m sliding on a opp, bet not ever in my life catch a n*gga lacking
hoe had told me i was lil’ now she know i’m packing
down bad had no money so i started rapping
local n*gga play my song he it be slapping
i be messing with her head you think that it magic
ion do the pick and choose n*gga i be active
and that n*gga steady flodgin’ boy we know you cappin’
sliding on my favorite opp catch that boy in traffic
ian never standing still boy we having motion
same n*ggas onna corner come outside , we was hooping been done left up out the house we ain’t have no lotion
baby i don’t want yo’ love you can keep it to yourself, she be tryna’ speak up on me thinking i don’t notice
and these bullets really hurt watch a n*gga choke it
he be dissing he a lame and that n*gga know it
sniper came with a scope put him in my focus (boom)
with the game catching strength this a whole muscle
they gone slide where? bet a n*gga won’t approach me
if a n*gga run up wrong like he got himself a problem, we gone put em’ in the wood now we finna smoke em
i be posted on the block where i stay at
he got money on my head? tell em’ pay that
if he reach for my chain then he going up under we leaving him right where he lay at
post in the trap we be cooling’ i spin on my opps when i’m bored we gone come at em deep (we coolin’)
i was young played with toys, use to come out the house with no shoes or no socks on my feet (like gimme that)
he ain’t making no noise if you say he yo’ favorite i swear to god he can’t compete (nope)
if i’m with the gang and you come around tough i ain’t going gone beat em’ to sleep
know that the draco gone sweep
hook:
[word]

they gone always count you out before they count you in
onna corner with some paper and a pencil, tryna’ spit it to a n*gga know he hate to see a n*gga win
had to open up my eyes, keep a pistol on my side, now i bet that p*ssy n*gga won’t come try again (bet he won’t come try again)
broad*day, deadlight, we gone spin again (we gone spin again)
we got 4*5 glocks but 2 different gens (but 2 different gens)
i can’t shake a n*gga hand cause he ain’t my friend (nawl)

- lil ant lyrics

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