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win for losin - real boston richey lyrics

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[intro]
h*llo
what up?
what y’all want to drink?
whatever
we want water, all types of juices, whatever
and some red bull’s too
uh*uh, uh*uh*uh, uh*uh*uh*uh

[chorus]
i can’t win for losin’
i f*ck her good, but somehow we always be gettin’ into it
n*ggas be runnin’ from they problems
see, me, i run right to ’em
i treat this sh*t like a nike check, i wake straight and do it
i show them young n*ggas how to get a check, they too influenced
i take they hitec down right to the chest, i need some fluids
she say i had her at her best, but now her trust is ruined
b*tch, i been gettin’ it before i met you, b*tch, i been gettin’ to it (b*tch, i’m bein’ stupid, huh?)
huh, huh, marni linen, before i whip it, i go get it tinted
hold on, bae, buckle up, i got that carbine with me
f*ck around and go buy me a wagon just to barb his kiddie
i been up an m before this rap sh*t, n*ggas can’t bargain with me
now, who wan’ argue with me?
[verse]
i bought my first brick up in houston, i ain’t talkin’ bob and whitney (skrrt)
the same n*ggas tryna slime me out was out here clockin’ with me
same n*ggas try to bog me out try double back and split me
n*ggas, it competition
my n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me, i don’t leave no f*ckin’ witness
stay the f*ck up out my business, ain’t talkin’ ’bout my witness
this b*tch a three up in the face, but she got ass and titties
n*gga, i dare a n*gga to play, k!ll ’em with this quickness (skrrt)

[chorus]
i can’t win for losin’
i f*ck her good, but somehow we always be gettin’ into it
n*ggas be runnin’ from they problems
see, me, i run right to ’em
i treat this sh*t like a nike check, i wake up straight and do it
i show them young n*ggas how to get a check, they too influenced
i take they hitec down right to the chest, i need some fluids
she say i had her at her best, but now her trust is ruined
b*tch, i been gettin’ it before i met you, b*tch, i been gettin’ to it (b*tch, i’m bein’ stupid, huh?)
huh, huh, marni linen, before i whip it, i go get it tinted
hold on, bae, buckle up, i got that carbine with me
f*ck around and go buy me a wagon just to barb his kiddie
i been up an m before this rap sh*t, n*ggas can’t bargain with me
now, who wan’ argue with me?

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