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no cap - m0 bandz lyrics

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lotta y’all n*ggas
really cap in y’all raps

how you really active ?
you got stripped for yo strap

you n*ggas ain’t bout it
just be talkin no facts

i really push up by myself
that’s no cap

i used to be outside
wit my cousin on the block n*gga

now we getting chedda
& we chasing down opp n*ggas

tryna find a b*tch
that’s gone stuff & go hoe for me

it don’t make no sense
how you want smoke, but got no money?

n*ggas on the net, talking crazy
i don’t know buddy

b*tch i’m her feelings
but she still gone get that doe for me

bout to get to trippin
n*ggas floppin wit the loose lips

n*ggas see me in public
& still ain’t do sh*t

lay a n*gga down wit these chops
we ain’t playin wit em

got his momma crying
she like, “why they put them kadas to em”

never told, i been solid
never switched up

n*ggas want beef
but they saying keep the sticks up

why the f*ck
we fighting wit a n*gga

two 45s wit them drums
drop 90 on a n*gga

that’s yo brotha
got em sleeping, pick yo mans up

n*ggas purpin
they ain’t tryna get they bandz up

when i see n*ggas
they know what its gone be n*gga

pull up
& drop 26 on them weak n*ggas

came from the jungle
got them apes in yo trees n*gga

politicing wit suckaz
gone have you laying in the streets wit em

pop out lil n*gga
getting tired of you hiding from us

gang took his chain
now that n*gga got to buy it from us

i know the bouncer
he gone let me sneak the ruger in

my b*tch got some rules
but it’s nun she wouldn’t do for 10

up this wop for the cheese
these n*ggas plotting in these streets

strip a n*gga out that pack
then i split it wit the team

need a plug on the glocks
new ops wanna beef

drop this chop & stab off
before the cops hit the scene

knocking on his door
like n*gga come outside

f*ck the ops & his fam
n*ggas know we sliding

everybody gotta die
cuz they took one of mine

f*ck suckaz, boy
i’m tryna send em to the other side

n*ggas hit my crib
so ima leave em on the porch

i been f*cking wit them hustlas
they been hanging in the norf

if it’s beef
you gone find yo mans laying in the dirt

talking crazy
that’s gone be the main thang to get you hurt

we really pullin up
they gone chalk em & bring the tape out

i ain’t worried out the ops
but i see em, he getting chased down

we treway, anybody disrespect
we putting feet on em

it’s gametime in the field
get yo cleats, we gone sneak on em

i be f*cking wit the lettuce
& the beef blud

got n*ggas nervous
cuz i’m steppin wit the heats up

i be thuggin in the trenches
wit them gang members

we really rocking, you ain’t solid
you can hang wit us

n*gga talkin out his neck
we gone snap it then

i can show you all the ropes
so you can stack a 10

bare face on that late night
tryna whack his mans

if i’m feeling like i missed
i double back again

i’m really sleaze
first to hop out them vans on n*ggas

you less than 50 yard, oou
this a real jam lil n*gga

beat his whip up
like i got problems wit it

i be f*cking wit them k!llers
& them robbers n*gga

choppa in the bag
to put a sucka on they back

i so focused on 100
got me snoopin through yo stash

this that skit music
we sliding on ops & flip whips to it

his addy in the chat
i’m the first n*gga to get to him

lotta y’all n*ggas
really cap in y’all raps

how you really active ?
you got stripped for yo strap

you n*ggas ain’t bout it
just be talkin no facts

i really push up by myself
that’s no cap

- m0 bandz lyrics

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