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statements - the big homie lyrics

[intro]
(mia jay c)
(i hear you, jay c)

[verse]
lil j six feet, wildman forever sleep
jolly eye can’t see, they thought mahji was a beast
hit him with a street sweep, still yellin’ free the reap’
yop, f*ck lil key, i’m the key to the streets
so waist*deep in this sh*t, they thought i knew tyrese
he felt that pain like it’s a tattoo, caught him in the ink
them certified tweakers run the town, n*gga die for all that playin’ around
opps act lost, they don’t know where i’m at until i come and find ’em
p*ssy wet as f*ck, slippin’ off my condom, b*tch don’t want these problems
sold the b*tch a dream, put the opps on the floor, now shе think she baby mama
can’t forget how ej died, thеy really burnt his ass up
every time y’all speak on tre name, mm, yop, make me tweak some more
you got a gun, go find and opp, don’t need no plug for your heat to blow
stoppin’ at the red light, so when it’s green like, “where them n*ggas go?”
they know i play with real choppers, don’t compare me to them boys
oh, that was plymouth when your dog got popped up? said them tweakers did it
n*ggas died, left it right, i wouldn’t even wanna be with n*ggas
named him blue, go up and got blew, d*mn, they put a curse on him
your cousin really rat and still be here, lik, you should’ve died for him
yop, freaky ass’d still be here ridin’, you should’ve died for him
the real mafia, i ain’t cry about my brother, i went and slide for him
if the n*gga that did it ain’t get locked up, he would’ve got backdoored
them n*ggas 66 down, you join them, we take your soul
what the f*ck, you 6 now? we smoke n*ggas who done told somethin’
you would let them n*ggas take me out the game to try to save yourself
see how far i came on my own? hoed b*tches that tried to help
get that current loc’ on him, i’ma give you somethin’ special
zell got his boots zipped, sick n*ggas couldn’t help him
you can’t even like an opp pic, know n*ggas die for that
shooday a b*tch, let’s just tell the truth, that n*gga dodgin’ wreck
we normally broad day sh*t, but 2 a.m., we got a drop
caught him at the gas station, me and milly rockin’ out
yop, i don’t got no manners, caught that boy on manor, could’ve k!lled his ass
everfresh be lackin’, ever catch me lackin’? better k!ll my ass
yop, what you gon’ do when you down on that score? yop
n*ggas tried to slide in the mist, they mans got smoked
how the f*ck it feel inside around the n*ggas smoked your bro?
i’m giftin’ bri, if a n*gga smoke my bro, he gotta go
you know colin got a statement, what, you thought that b*tch was gone?
lil tae got a statement, jae woods got a statement
raekwon got a statement and they all get along
know i’m a real pit, dig his ass up and bite his bones
you tell me calm down, your face popped, i’m in tweaker mode
and i ain’t squashin’ sh*t, all opposites gotta go

- the big homie lyrics

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