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​​bruce lee - ​thr33 lyrics

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[verse 1]
n*gga think he got the one up on me, i’m so sorry, but no but you don’t (no)
better watch your back n*gga creepin’, why you actin’ like a n*gga won’t? (on god)
shawty suck me up so good, like she cleanin’ up a fried chicken bone (d*mn)
f*ck n*gga tryna creep up in my sp*ce, i don’t like his home alone (f*ck)
momma always grindin’ for the money, n*gga, i was always home alone (on god)
never had no handout, never had no help, n*gga it was me (dang)
i ain’t with the miss and whine, gotta let her out my hand, let her free (you gotcha)
bad b*tch on my body, always call me up to talk about her tea (yeah)
ch*choppa came from the dungeon, and its tryna kick a n*gga, bruce lee
my cuzzo kinda twеakin’, now he tryna make that muh’f*cka squeeze (that fyе)
up the stick on his ass, he can run up tell that f*ckboy to freeze (freeze)
b*b*tch i’m in the hood prayin’ for the day a n*gga tryna leave (leave)
n*gga tried to take my flow, i ain’t get no credit, that’s a real thief
b*beat the f*ck out a n*gga, now he on the ground, had to leave the scene
p*pockets still fat as h*ll even though i got on skinny f*ckin’ jeans (gang)
take a n*gga jaw if he talkin’ sh*t, make him hit his knees (on god)
i just be up in my thoughts outside looking at the scenery (okay)
spark a wood, think i’m trippin’ ’cause i’m talkin’ to the birds and bees
i’ma wear the same, i don’t care about lookin’ flee (yuh)

[verse 2]
‘member i was just a young n*gga, i was posted at the corner store (sto’)
momma had no heart, wanna*had*to hit that muh’f*cka on the stove (stove)
when you see the bullets flyin’ n*gga get to duckin’, n*gga get low
bad b*tches at my show
b*tch, i done came from the bottom, lil’ brudda i really done came from below (below)
ain’t it crazy how she ain’t ‘een want me, now she want f*ck me ’cause i’m the goat (gang)
i stay locked in my head, i could tell myself “boy, you gotta get right” (yes)
glock on me, why the f*ck would i fright? (on god)
oh, he right there? n*gga, lets fight (let’s fight)
if i cut you, i said “it’s on sight” (it’s on sight)
n*gga, i was wit’ yo’ b*tch last night we was in the bed sayin’ “goodnight” (goodnight)
i can’t really express myself through mouth, so i sit down and write (gang)
when i find out what shawty had did, that sh*t hurt my heart, that sh*t ain’t feel right (like “d*mn”)
i’ma run up a milli’ on me, i’on need no school board, f*ck a degree (d*mn)
n*gga be broke as f*ck hating on me, i can guarantee (guarantee)
n*gga say “we the same, got the same mind” i do not agree (i don’t)
choppa came from the dungeon, and its tryna kick a n*gga, bruce lee

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