call my bluff - sett lyrics
[intro]
(once again i’m locked in with tp, we finna make a hit)
[chorus]
he don’t feel me, i don’t feel him (n*gga, f*ck you, n*gga)
n*gga research me and he know i’m that n*gga (know i’m that n*gga)
research him, he a pretender k!ller (actin’*ass n*gga)
he ain’t active, his image ain’t sh*t, he ain’t no hitter (y’all n*ggas ain’t sh*t)
he a pt n*gga, pillow talk and he tender (pillow talk)
he talk too much, but the club ain’t heard him (n*gga, hush)
he say i’ma pop, i’m doin’ too much (i’m doin’ too much)
two pockets stuffed, n*gga, call my bluff (call my bluff, n*gga)
i ain’t even point my finger, a n*gga gettin’ touched
i touched back down in the city, n*ggas tucked (tuck they ass)
see marvin got locked, n*ggas gеttin’ tough (free marvin)
i’m spinnin’ that sh*t, n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck (i don’t give no f*ck)
bet i still know thе n*gga lyrics, i know he cap
n*ggas be hoes, in court gettin’ slapped (slap the sh*t outta ’em)
n*ggas pluckin’ (pluckin’)
ain’t no smoke that i’m duckin’ (i ain’t duckin’ sh*t)
[verse 1]
my n*ggas keep blitzin’ like they playin’ rugby (they ballin’)
free steady g, i’m still up in here thuggin’ (bring g back, n*gga)
glock to a n*gga face for all that muggin’ (all that muggin’)
not a regular rapper, i’ll still get ugly (i’ll still get back*up)
me and hispeed two deep in a striker
junior and g for the back for the trail (on the backside)
three*lane e*way, we drift up the hill
we wreck at the end, ’bout 5 am
got out on feet, got to roll with the gens (roll with them k!llers)
get to a parking lot, crank up the fan (fan, n*gga)
bust the window, might as well spin (come here)
bet they don’t spin on murder tate again, active (don’t spin on this block again)
[chorus]
he don’t feel me, i don’t feel him (n*gga, f*ck you, n*gga)
n*gga research me and he know i’m that n*gga (know i’m that n*gga)
research him, he a pretender k!ller (actin’*ass n*gga)
he ain’t active, his image ain’t sh*t, he ain’t no hitter (y’all n*ggas ain’t sh*t)
he a pt n*gga, pillow talk and he tender (pillow talk)
he talk too much, but the club ain’t heard him (n*gga, hush)
he say i’ma pop, i’m doin’ too much (i’m doin’ too much)
two pockets stuffed, n*gga, call my bluff (call my bluff, n*gga)
i ain’t even point my finger, a n*gga gettin’ touched
i touched back down in the city, n*ggas tucked (tuck they ass)
see marvin got locked, n*ggas gettin’ tough (free marvin)
i’m spinnin’ that sh*t, n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck (i don’t give no f*ck)
bet i still know the n*gga lyrics, i know he cap
n*ggas be hoes, in court gettin’ slapped (slap the sh*t outta ’em)
n*ggas pluckin’ (pluckin’)
ain’t no smoke that i’m duckin’ (i ain’t duckin’ sh*t)
[verse 2]
n*gga, you ain’t drop bald*head with no bullets (facts)
n*ggas talkin’ ’bout drac’, everything on here fully
switch to the flash, clear the scene when you do it
suit up all black and conceal when you do it
droppin’ the bread, black ten, he get to it (sweet)
i’ll bust his head, it’s green, let’s do it (murder and love)
murder and love takin’ over the city (hawk down on ’em)
pushin’ the issue, i’m startin’ the engine
i ain’t linkin’ with n*ggas, he cert’, then he with me
te amo, headtap murder, he with me (f*ck the opps crazy)
f*ck the opps crazy, i’ma shirt me a n*gga (okay)
every opp that played got a he*rs* from my n*ggas, we smushin’
[chorus]
he don’t feel me, i don’t feel him (n*gga, f*ck you, n*gga)
n*gga research me and he know i’m that n*gga (know i’m that n*gga)
research him, he a pretender k!ller (actin’*ass n*gga)
he ain’t active, his image ain’t sh*t, he ain’t no hitter (y’all n*ggas ain’t sh*t)
he a pt n*gga, pillow talk and he tender (pillow talk)
he talk too much, but the club ain’t heard him (n*gga, hush)
he say i’ma pop, i’m doin’ too much (i’m doin’ too much)
two pockets stuffed, n*gga, call my bluff (call my bluff, n*gga)
i ain’t even point my finger, a n*gga gettin’ touched
i touched back down in the city, n*ggas tucked (tuck they ass)
see marvin got locked, n*ggas gettin’ tough (free marvin)
i’m spinnin’ that sh*t, n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck (i don’t give no f*ck)
bet i still know the n*gga lyrics, i know he cap
n*ggas be hoes, in court gettin’ slapped (slap the sh*t outta ’em)
n*ggas pluckin’ (pluckin’)
ain’t no smoke that i’m duckin’ (i ain’t duckin’ sh*t)
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