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Neva Been Robbed
Fatt Macc
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Yeah, shit like, ooh, I'm turnt up over
Trial (turn shit up so I can scoop it)
Nigga don't die about no pussy
Know about these hoes; they be ready to smoke you
I'm a baked potato loader; he sipping that green
He gon' turnt up over
Don't die about that pussy
Nigga try to get you; can't say I ain't told you
My partner used to be jacking
Remember when the police had him on floater
Trap while stanking as hell
When you walk in the door, you hit with an odour
She know I don't play as hell
As soon as I fuck, act like I don't know her
I walk out the door; I'm ready to blow (blow)
The Glock on my arm (arm)
The more that you buy, the lower they go (go)
That work from the foreign (foreign)
I told you I'm full of that molly
I'm geeked right now; don't judge me
My nigga flipped up with this otter
If I told you I got you, I'm bugging
I got some shit you can buy for four thousand
I got some shit you can buy for nine
I just made a nigga think that he was tripping
I just turned him into two different kinds
They the same though, ha
You could never play within a world that I can't go (you cannot)
Thuggin' C to the top, still know rock the tango
I know you ain't never worried about if the bank closed (nigga)
Real dope boy, bad bitch ride Range Rover (trial)
All of my bitches be tens (tens)
Real trench right where I'm still, probably hear the fire though
I done shot niggas; I done been shot (I got shot, nigga; I done shot niggas)
Nigga play with Fatt Macc, nigga getting fired up
I done shot niggas, I done got shot
I done robbed niggas, never got robbed
So we out in so hard, tell a brother watch out for the boys
Everybody shooter on the court (trial)
Everybody hitter, shoot guns (trial)
Ride the wind; they ain't never blowing
Nigga got popped 'cause I wasn't going
Don't die about no pussy
Know about these hoes; they be ready to smoke you
I'm a baked potato loader
He sipping that green; he gon' turnt up over
Don't die about that pussy
Nigga try to get you; can't say I ain't told you
My partner used to be jacking
Remember when the police had him on floater
Trap while stanking as hell
When you walk in the door, you hit with an odour
She know I don't play as hell
As soon as I fuck, act like I don't know her
I walk out the door; I'm ready to blow (blow)
The Glock on my arm
The more that you buy, the lower they go (go)
That work from the foreign
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