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Issa Hit
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Lul G
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Yeah, I'm finna talk about some real sh*t Yeah, I'm finna talk about some real sh*t This, this sh*t got me tryna kill sh*t, uh, uh Got me on some real sh*t, yeah, yeah On some real sh*t, yeah yeah I swear you can call my phone if you need a n***a to love you And baby you won't leave a n***a 'lone when you want me to touch you And these b*t*hes that be hatin' on the low 'cause they know that we be f**kin' Don't leave yet, baby yeah you know, you know I be thuggin' You know I be thuggin', and you know we be lovin' (Love turned to f**kin', and f**k turned to lustin', yeah) Baby why it have to go this way? Probably got lost in the fame Probably why I'm sittin' in the system fighting cases I just wanna make bail so I'm [?] Yeah, it's a fifty round in this b*t*h A n***a play me, it's gon' be plenty rounds in that whip With the pop-ups, tired of n***as dissing and sh*t Tired of n***as sending shots, y'all missing and sh*t I slide down, when I blow I don't miss, it's a hit My baby brother, yeah he gon' so I'm slidin' and sh*t All your pictures on my wall got me cryin' and sh*t When I slide on your behalf, when I slide it's a hit When I slide it's a hit I swear to God I miss you Tu, when I slide it's a hit I swear to God I miss you Tu, when I slide it's a hit I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here I swear to God I miss you Tu, when I slide it's a hit I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here Was taught 'bout it mama, y'all love a thug I'm sleep walking off of yellows and mud, I'm finna slump baby A hundred ones, ten K and that ain't nothin' baby I'm finna take you to my jewelry, cop somethin', ain't he This sh*t brazy, fat yankee on my waist Thirty minutes away, I told you I'm on my way Told you you gon' be straight, take a look at you now Last n***a you was f**kin' with ain't Gucci you down Goofies and clowns, tell them boys maneuver around You don't need the L'Oréal, you a beautiful gal Coupe in the house, she trappin' for a coupe and a house Finna sit you down and see what you could do out of town I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here I swear to God I miss you Tu, when I slide it's a hit I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here I swear to God I miss you Tu and I'm keepin' you here
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