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keep on walkin’ - tweedy bird loc lyrics

verse 1: fo’ clips:

now lemme blaze some chronic for a sec
and now i’m smooth, calm and collective
sho’ won’t hesitate, and sho’ won’t wait on this
i keeps my nine in my hand with 4 clips!
now baby, step the fucc up off me
if you ain’t i’m makin’ ends on hittin’ schemes
’cause i’m, i can pour this on a late night
picc yo’ ass up in somethin’ real tight
knowin’ that you floss with me, and tryna fucc me
but you ain’t knowin’ that tweet’s in the bacc seat
ready, for what’s a sticc and move
because i’m on a hit*and*run mission
and ain’t no need for no b*tch to flossin’
so keep on walkin’, punk*ass biatch
verse 2: tweedy bird loc & big wy:

i see a hoe on the streets and i’m choosin’ ’em
i’m a g fo’ sho’, so i’m usin’ ’em
for what she worth, and what she got
beat the cocc and then shake thе spot
these b*tches wanna stеp to me, with conversation
just because, rap’s my occupation!
* i make you clip from the song ‘fore we sock you with a lip you stop potato so don’t be reachin’ for no chips!
i gotta wait just for trippin’ off a hoe
just puttin’ on them rings, but dreamin’ of fuccin’ me!
the gangsta tweet without a doubt
the master of gettin’ these hoe’s account
i’m dissin’ these hoes with they noes up
tryin’ to floss, b*tch you takin’ a loss
you best to bust a nut, b*tch, before i’m done
here i come with the famous hit n run!

verse 3: fo’ clips:

now i’m gon’ roll on some mo’ hoes
them b*tches ain’t sh*t in the ’94
i got one b*tch, she claims i’m the one and only
even if that’s true then prove yourself b*tch!
by givin’ me, all yo’ mothafuccin’ cash
pounds and pounds of chronic then i dash!
come up real quicc when i come bacc
yo’ b*tch is one of my b*tch, c, it ain’t no thang
’cause b*tches slang thangs…!
like monopoly, i’m whippin’ that ass like hockey
b*tch you can’t stop me, this game that i got is forever glory
and dissin’ hoes is mandatory
so to all my young homies in the ’94
trust no hoes, blaze up that indo, and walk oooon!
yeah n*gga, we sayin’ fucc all you punk ass b*tches, n*gga
keep on walkin’, hoe, they don’t need you and we sure don’t love you
lettin’ it be known, tweedy bird loc in this mothafucca, fo’ clips, sayin’ fucc b*tches

- tweedy bird loc lyrics

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