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act like you kno - lil nephew lyrics

[intro]
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gooo

[verse]
one thing about lil nephew, n*ggas know not to cross that line
get my cut she touchin’ my face, she think that i’m fine
we don’t talk about rats, the last one caught some shots to his spine
touchin’ me, that sh*t cost ya life, you’ll have to pay that fine
slime ball got his ratchet and he tryna let it loose
put your hands up, this a stick up and you better not make a move
for all that dissin’ and that trollin’, n*ggas jumpin’ out with two
we can get down how you want it, n*gga, what you wanna do?
ya’ll claim ya’ll jump outs, yall ain’t jumpin’ out on sh*t
every time we bend the 9, yall n*ggas never on yall strip
you know the rules, once you start runnin’, better not trip
you a jump out, who you jumpin’ out on
boy, you’s a b*tch uh, i’m the rappеr, i got k!lla in my veins
but all the guys tryna slide, opps sayin’ lil mir namе in vain
zoeski a lion out the cage, he need to be teamed
f*ck the opps, they took the guys, we tryna slide for all this pain
and i’m so turned up in the city, who can f*ck with me
cause the opps can’t, poppin’ they lil’ sh*t through them lil’ songs like where yall hide at?
same place that ya’ll post up every day, i bet ya’ll die at
and n*gga, i’m from the park, ain’t hard to find, let’s get beside that
and you can’t play with twin around me, you end up a dead man
twin a savage got his mask on, he a real dreadhead
that’s my twin, the other side of me, bout him we hit heads
for lm4 and lil’ sonny, we gon’ paint the city red, uh, yeah
and that’s no cap, jump out, tryna tap a face, we tryna leave a n*gga flat
they say, nephew, you the ticket don’t crash, just stick to rap
we don’t do them sellin’ hots, we take them jawns and then that’s that, uh
come from different ways and put that n*gga in a b*o*x
all for the guys, we get that drop, we bound to leave, ya ass stretched
lm4 and lil’ sonny in my blood and my flesh
you diss on bro, uh, watch what you say, you could be next, uh, yeah
watch what you say, you could be next, uh, poppin’ that lil’ sh*t, uh
yeah that sh*t gon’ end up dead, yeah
we put that sh*t, put that sh*t to bed
we gon’ hop out chasin’, uh, until a n*gga die
we hit him in his face and send that n*gga to the sky
treat that n*gga like a baby, rock that n*gga lullaby
this sh*t personal, get back for kev, we tryna make a momma cry

- lil nephew lyrics

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