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“18” freestyle - lx wicked lyrics

[intro]
all these n-ggas really fake -ss f-ckand i can tell
all these n-ggas fake -ss f-ck and i can tell
dimoands dancing like crip oh well
40 on my f-cking hip and you can tell

[verse]
12 wanna put a price on my head
these n-ggas want that cheese boy, get off my leg
if y’all n-ggas really want boy y’all n-ggas get the feds
y’all n-ggas calling up the feds
you a b-tch boy you a snitch
you know what we do to snitch (huh)
wicked pop him in his lip, roblo get that n-ggas chips (get his money)
aye
rolling rolling i stay with that little rollie
dimoands on it you can tell that it be shining (shine)
pour me four of that sizzurp (sizzu)
want that money he a figure (he a b-tch)
seven figures on my name hoe (my what)
you can’t even get the f-cking wraith hoe(you can’t
why you talking out yo mouth u a bay hoe
i know that these ain’t really talking you a say so
pull up in l.a and these n-ggas don’t want it
blowing kush all day yuh
i’m super sonic with that motherf-cken 40 let him have it
semi automatic and it gots a drum
all these n-ggas talking, boy i know i’m sipping rum
getting faded, i can tell you slumpt
all these p-ssy n-ggas talking get out my face
you a b-tch boy, you a f-cking disgrace
my n-ggas talking boy my n-gga got that loot (ouuu)
roblo pulling up with a 30 let it shoot (ouuu)
most my n-ggas got that money
boy you looking like a dummy
strapped up like a mummy
get the money and i get the door freestylin make a n-gga wait on me hoe
east side compton you feel it
got a .22, you feel it
and free the little homie duece duece b-tchh

- lx wicked lyrics

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