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intro - ny.weezy lyrics

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(ny weezy)
bust a 45 yea i feel it in my right wrist
i’m the type of b-tch to shoot the fingers that you type with
n-gg-s shooting cr-ps so they snap when the dice hit
moma on crack so she dipped when the pipe lit

my brothers pull the trigger p-ssy n-gg- sell the jigga
i do it for the money so my pockets getting bigger
extendo stretch like a pole for a stripper
sipping on a red cup no its like liquor

but let me get back on this got d-mn topic
these n-gg-s will catch a body then they drop it quicker than james harden on the rockets call my little n-gg-s if you getting out of pocket

im the stone cold cutter straight up out the gudder i got the bread and the cheese but ian got the b-tter i want to fight a b-tch but i really want to cut her r.i.p rashad that’s my m-th- f-ckin brother

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