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we dem - tee grizzley lyrics

[intro]
(wheezy outta here)
okay, okay
i f*ck with the strippers, they know i be spendin’, we both play with poles
these n*ggas should’ve been soccer players how they try to block a n*gga goals
car greet me when i’m in the rolls
got ten baddies, they ready to go (ah)

[verse 1]
we got unlimited ammo on n*ggas (unlimited)
lil’ bro gon’ pop out and go rambo on n*ggas (boom, boom)
i should’ve got into wrestlin’, n*gga, i’m back to back slammin’ the baddest of b*tches (slam sh*t)
back on a mission, crack on addition (yeah)
scales in the kitchen (yeah), foreigns in the trenches (yeah)
spoil my missus (yeah), baddies on finsta (yеah)
coolin’ with k!llers (yeah), built*in switches (b*tch)
rich n*gga, i got a big housе
still chopped it up with the fiends at the nic’ house (the fiends)
me and bro ridin’, he got the stick out
send a n*gga to the sunken place if he get out (if he get out)
happy father’s day, n*ggas my mini me’s
why i gotta beg this n*gga b*tch to leave? (get the f*ck on)
lil’ bro vegan, but he love beefin’
come and pop the sh*t out you like chicken grease (bop)

[chorus]
one hundred, two hundred, i’m him (i’m him)
five hundred, six hundred, a m (that’s a m)
you was looking for them n*ggas? we them (we them)
n*ggas need to feed they pockets, they slim (they skinny)
one hundred, two hundred, i’m him (i’m him)
five hundred, six hundred, a m (a m)
you was looking for them n*ggas? we them (we them)
n*ggas need to feed they pockets, they slim (ah)
[verse 2]
n*gga don’t like me, probably got a ho and i took her, i run with them k!llers and pushers (hustlers)
she wanna f*ck with a gg n*gga, we run sh*t, of course i understood her (a*duh)
n*gga sneak diss me in that prison around the wrong n*gga, he gettin’ his ass butchered (k!ll him)
in the back of the ‘bach with the cushions (the cushions)
boy, that dog sh*t longer than woodward (that’s woodward)
ayy, that dog sh*t longer than michigan ave, i see why these n*ggas be mad (i see it)
don’t be stupid, don’t try to take sh*t
boy, your best bet is to get you a bag (get some money)
just think about it, when you get home
you don’t want three or four n*ggas outside
or when you in traffic, just mindin’ your business
they get on the side, they throwin’ your ride, n*gga (boom)

- tee grizzley lyrics

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