Correction Lyrics Married to My Enemies by Jackboy & Tee Grizzley

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Pipe that shit up, TnT
Nico, Lezter, you going crazy

I'm married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart
Cannot take niggas seriously, I'm still posted on my boulevard
Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod
Might catch another felony, send a hundred shots through your car
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar
Look what the streets done did to me, got me thinkin' that the world flawed
Can't trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars

[Jackboy]
Can't trust nobody, swing the stick like a guitar
Run up on me, I'ma send his ass to Allah
Run up on me, he dead and that's on God, nigga
I was up a hundred K, still tryna rob niggas
Didn't wanna see me eat, so I'ma starve niggas
Twenty-six, thirteen, six, I came with mob niggas
I got ties, ain't tellin' no lies, still ain't popped that guy
For the other side, took a nigga life and he still ain't slide
Still ain't right even though they died, ayy, ayy
He said it's beef and we left him fried, broad day
Their partners traumatized, tear up in their mama's eyes
Up the rate on the homicide, made the news, got televised

Married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart
Cannot take niggas seriously, I'm still posted on my boulevard
Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod
Might catch another felony, send a hundred shots through your car
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar
Look what the streets done did to me, got me thinkin' that the world flawed
Can't trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars

[Tee Grizzley]
Me and Jackboy on some soldier shit, that pressure hit, I bet I'll blow this bitch
I bet I get who I'm supposed to get
We can't speak on no one but us, I can't vouch for no one but me
Play and we gon' smoke 'em like Runtz, throw him in the dirt like a seed
Ayy, where I'm from gotta clutch your heater
Grew up so fast I could've fucked my teacher (Real shit, ayy)
Killers 'round me, but I gotta strap myself 'cuz I don't trust them either
Sometimes yo' people ain't yo' people, you hear me?
I tried to move my granny, she don't wanna leave her block
So I can't go and visit grandma without a few hunnid shots
Without a few hunnid Glocks, please don't think we 'bout to box
Please don't think you that you gon' fuck with me or mines and don't get popped, nigga

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