Cerberus (feat. Gretz)

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Emunna & Simon

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Talking on another nigga name yeah what is up with you
I use to do that too, but that shit ain't even cool
I can't gossip like no bitch, can't be in no next nigga business
What the f*ck I look like, a young nigga is going for his chicken
I don't got no preference, I like that shit fried or grilled
I don't care if they blues or fifty's or twenty's, I just want the bills
Got the sauce like Buffalo, a young nigga from FL like pompano
Ain't scary won't run from you, don't respect no one except my mama dude
Going hard yea that's for mama dukes, a nigga would be dumb if he bother you
Ima put em in the bottom for you, gonna cash out on the Range Rover
Going hard yeah till my days over, gonna break through the roof no Hangover
Composing shit like Beethoven
I swear to God a nigga play with mines it's gone cost them they life
We gone bang it out on site, I call bronem through a Skype
Roll that OG with that grabba blow that shit up in the sky
Why these niggas be hating on us, I don't got no time to wonder why
I just poured this cup up, tryna get my mood right
Living in this world of wrong all I wanna do is do right
Sike, I still f*ck up I ain't gone lie, what I'm gone do if all I can do is try
Won't talk on another nigga name that's not my guy no
Talking on another nigga name yeah what is up with you
I use to do that too, but that shit ain't even cool
I can't gossip like no bitch, can't be in no next nigga business
What the f*ck I look like, a young nigga is going for his chicken
I don't got no preference, I like that shit fried or grilled
I don't care if they blues or fifty's or twenty's, I just want the bills
Got the sauce like Buffalo, a young nigga from FL like pompano
Ain't scary won't run you, don't respect no one except my mama dude
Going hard yea that's for mama dukes, a nigga would be dumb if he bother you
Ima put em in the bottom for you, gonna cash out on the Range Rover
Going hard yeah till my days over, gonna break through the roof no Hangover
Composing shit like Beethoven
Flying high in the sky, go the extra mile
Rock the crowd everybody going extra wild
Remember we was broke, I was stressing out
Now we flexing now, I ain't stressing now
Got to X you out, if you stress me out
Watch the throne in my zone, I ain't stepping down
B-gang I'm repping now, they won't let me down
Fake niggas can't come 'round, F*ck niggas can't come 'round
Talking on another nigga name yeah what is up with you
I use to do that too, but that shit ain't even cool
I can't gossip like no bitch, can't be in no next nigga business
What the f*ck I look like, a young nigga is going for his chicken
I don't got no preference, I like that shit fried or grilled
I don't care if they blues or fifty's or twenty's, I just want the bills
Got the sauce like Buffalo, a young nigga from FL like pompano
Ain't scary won't run you, don't respect no one except my mama dude

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