Correction Lyrics Splash 2 Back by Stunna 4 Vegas

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Lyrics

Uh, uh-huh
Uh
Pes', we love you, n***a
Yeah (Peso Peso)
Ayy, look

I was sellin' rocks up in the bricks (Peso), now I got rocks up on my wrist (Yeah)
He was actin' tough, he was tryna diss, so he got shot up in his sh*t (Block, block)
And all my diamonds, they gon' hit (Yeah), I'm in the condo with them sticks
I'm in the Hellcat with the switch (Vfft)
I up this b*t*h, test me and get hit (Get down)
I give her d**k and then I dip (Thot)
B*t*h, I got horses in them whips
It's four hundred shots when we in the club, I got killers at my V (Blatt)
I keep murder on my mind, I got bad hoes on my tip (Thot, thot)
B*t*h, we still hop out slangin' iron (Gang), we make a f**k n***a come here (Gеt down)

And I'm still trappin' in the hood, I'm in the trenchеs, seven clips (Hey)
These n***as actin' like they killers, but ain't shot and ain't out here (No)
These n***as actin' like they killers, hear the drop and ain't come here (What else?)
And I got rich up in the field, play with this sh*t, you gon' get killed (Come on)
And I'm in a Benz truck (Yeah), I heard he all up in his feelings, got his b*t*h clipped (Clipped)
I'm in a Maybach countin' racks, gettin' my d**k up
Uh, n***a got caught lackin' in the whip, we touched that b*t*h up (Here you go)
I ain't no rapper (Boom, boom), I might tweak out (Boom, boom), turn a feature to a stick up
We give a opp my blick (Uh-huh), f**k n***a get back when your a** get hit
I know a n***a'll kill, for it I spend a 'fit
I put a pin on the 'fit, it might come with some kicks (Blatt)
Get the drop on his car, bet this sh*t get flipped
He'll be dead by tomorrow if I send Lil Flip
I'm not finna argue, it's full on my hip
We park the V, hop out and walk down on him

N***a Stunna my brother, I'm ridin' with bricks in the toilet, touch it (B*t*h)
My ese be Blood, play, get shot in your sh*t, then we take a flight out the country
Got a hundred on me, I got rich off of huntin' (Go)
Bust the switch, send shots like a stutter (Go)
Send a blitz, we do hits in the jungle
We send 'em n***as, come right out the gutter
N***a play with this sh*t, then we puttin' you under (Flat)
Faceshot, he get sent to the judge
Try to take sh*t, b*t*h, we cut you and your brother (Blatt)
You better get out the way when I'm swangin' the cutter (Blatt)
You don't reach, n***a, I was sellin' rocks to your uncle (Blatt)
You don't reach, n***a, I put that sack on your partner (Yeah)
I'm road, n***a stay with his dad and his mama (Go)
I'm prolly pourin', that's when not this baby bottle
Me and Peso on the same page
Fifty big n***as and eses
Bounce out with Glizzies and AKs
N***a reach for a chain, then we rampage
Would've thought I was Sauce how I leaf things (Yeah)
We treat the opp block like a gun range (Yeah)
'Fore I go like ho, I'll bust brains (Bah)
Take my Blac Youngsta, the chain gang
N***a diss on the 'net, we outside of your house (Right now)
Rock a P, Johnny Dang put them racks in my mouth (Gang)
And I'm livin' this sh*t they rappin' about
And I'm still in the spot, tip 'em packs in the couch (Why not?)
N***a walk in my crib, I got sticks in the loft
Man, these n***as act hard, but these n***as is soft
And I'm still in the hood, know I'm still big dog
N***a play with this, knock his whole clique off (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)

Book me for a show, we gon' pack the b*t*h out
I pray nobody play, we'll air this b*t*h out
Put the ho in a plane, fifty packs of the loud
Put his name on a grave, he just playin' around
Put d**k in his bae and I kick the b*t*h out
I jump off the stage, got my stick in a crowd (Crowd)
I start up the car, the engine real loud (Hoo)
We ain't duckin' no smoke, we be givin' it out (Pu**y)
Cops pull up, I came in, my gun is tucked
Buck and get your brother busted
Play with 4, he dumb as f**k
I'm uppin' when my brother up
They know I'm bustin' when my brother bust
Won't send a diss, we touch him up
She eat the d**k, you love the smut (Stupid n***a)

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