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• Artiste: Bizzy Banks
• Titre: 2016
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Grrah-grrah ([?] made this) Get Money (What's good, Nonzo?) Nonzo, know who be fuckin' the beats up I feel like the old Bizzy (Bizzy) All I'm missin' is the Don C But they know what's up (That Structure) Uh, look He talkin' hot, up that Brodie gon' clutch that (Grrah) He on shooter (Uh) Tell him, "Pass it and dump that" (Grrah-grrah) Like, yeah I feel like Bizzy in 2016 He talkin' hot, then he get a sixteen They know my body, it's right in my jeans, like (Baow-baow) Uh, I don't wish jail, only death in this beef Hollows in the Glock put a nigga to sleep Niggas hit bro and we spinned the whole week They switchin' up cribs, they switchin' up Vs Them niggas duckin', they don't wanna tweak (At all) Them niggas duckin', they don't wanna beef I do not talk, I don't post on the G, like (Like) Yeah, I used to rob and shoot out the van, damn He make a move, then it's, "Bam-bam" We spin a Benz in this [?] (Grrah), uh I did not freeze, it jammed, damn You not my mans, you my mans mans Thought it was a opp, hit a damn fan, like What you gon' do when you see you a demon? Niggas saw me, started bluffin' and freezin' Got in that car and that boy started schemin', like, tss-he (I see you) These niggas pussy, I know they ain't tough Word to [?] like me touch 'Cause I'm really real, I don't talk too much, like Uh, I tell 'em, "I'm really slimin' for real" (I'm really slimin' for real) You whine to your mom for real You callin' your bitch but she mine for real (Stupid), like Don't get out the line for real (Why?) 'Cause I do the drill and the time for real (Grrah-grrah-grrah) Like, uh, 'cause I'm still in the trenches, bitch Hop out the car, start switchin' shit Beam on the pole, we ain't missin' shit (Grrah-grrah, boom) Free Bie', free Chop' They know my body, gotta keep a Glock, like Free Luv', free Pop' Yeah, you know Molly is still up on the Rock, like And if he move wock I'ma tell AK, "Get him out the spot", like On bro, though Free Black, free Mane, free Solo, uh Free Kodo Got a Glock with a dick, no homo, uh Twenty Romo Tryna be down, send him up like a yo-yo Yeah, I feel like Bizzy in 2016 He talkin' hot, then he get a sixteen They know my body, it's right in my jeans, like (Grrah-grrah, boom) Uh, I don't wish jail, only death in this beef Hollows in the Glock put a nigga to sleep Niggas hit bro and we spinned the whole week (Like)