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we gotta eat - skully tv lyrics

[hook x2: skullytv]
call jigg up, we roll to the east
skullytv, go hard with the beats
taking sh-t down, we gotta eat
smoking on dope, high as a tree
artillery, we mobbing the streets
and if we go broke, we robbing the streets
do a hit, hit everything
pop a zan, forget everything

[verse 1: skullytv]
out in the field, the spot where i be at
and most of these n-ggas, they copycats
get the air, turn to a flat
by the way, i’m off a flat
zans and guns, i’m turnt up n-gga
batman, i’ma rob a n-gga
green on me, i’ma carve a n-gga
070, i’ma starving n-gga
glock boys on colombia
get them keys from colombia
lone boys, i ain’t stunting yall
mop sticks, what we pointing bruh
a casket, it’ll cuff you up
knock him down to a decimal
f-ck springfield, we the capital
price on your head, go get the guys
knock his -ss over one nine
making hits with duke da beast
jigg at it, he got the east
with us three, we got the streets
you think to tough, to get touched
my dogs hungry, they need lunch
you wanna play p-ssy, you get f-cked
on the e-way, in a tonka truck
(skrrrt) i’m beating it up
its bop too, i’m heating up
chop it down, get opened up
jigg called the whole block up
tay city here, and tonka sh-t
a and d till the windy sh-t
got good dope that k!ll with
real n-ggas who rock with

[verse 2: duke da beast]
pop out the cut, lets play hide and seek
run up right on him, and give him the heat
i’m from tc, what we playing for keeps
get slumped in the trunk, leave him stanking for weeks
070 we banging, head shots when we aiming
taycity we dangerous, b-tch n-gga f-ck what you claiming
we got ak’s, sk’s, got a tech nine with a cooler
these lil n-ggas, better cool it
cause my lil n-ggas a do it
hate when n-ggas claim that they shooters
but we the ones, that’s shooting
its thinkers and there’s doers
and we the ones who doing
b-tch, i gotta glock 9, with 30 shots and a beam on it, like scotty
don’t make me catch a body, pop you and then pop a molly
when i up this pole, branch off, better dip like ranch sauce
i treat a b-tch, like a d-mn dog
i just want some neck, don’t take your pants off
i’m high as f-ck, and i’m rolling
my eyes up, and i’m focused
hit the dope and i’m choking
who want smoke cause i’m smoking
we got big sh-t, no handguns
that chopper beat like a band drum
hit his -ss with that d-mn gun
and watch this p-ssy bleed like a tampon (lets get it)

[hook x1: skullytv]
call jigg up, we roll to the east
skullytv, go hard with the beats
taking sh-t down, we gotta eat
smoking on dope, high as a tree
artillery, we mobbing the streets
and if we go broke, we robbing the streets
do a hit, hit everything
pop a zan, forget everything

[verse 3: jigg]
pop a zan and forget the hit
do a hit and hit the b-tch
skrrrt off in a foreign whip
my young-in’s in that stolen sh-t
wilding out we so reckless
poking n-ggas, we finessing
in the kitchen, we stretching
h-lla thots and they stretching
more guns, more hits
more dope, more l!cks
big chopper, car flip
we aren’t shopping, no target
in the east, i been dangerous
call skully, he flaming
in the cut, duke banging
its fbt, no changing
we mobbing. about 50 deep
gutter sh-t, we extort the east
strike the crowd on that world peace
(the sound bite is louder then the verse so idk…wtf right?)
youngin’s poking, who holding
do a hit, case open
walk ups, we blowing
(sound bite is loud af again…)
smoking dope, yeah that sour
poke a n-gga, for that flower
street rules, money, power
bullets rain like showers
call me up to do some hits, i be there about an hour
call me up to do some hits, i be there about an hour

- skully tv lyrics

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