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4shit (Never Broke Again feat. BBG Baby Joe)

4shit (Never Broke Again feat. BBG Baby Joe)

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Four runners, four choppers, four hundred for all they ass
They dissing, they missing, they tripping, chasing the bag
Go catch 'em and hit 'em and flip 'em, we doing 'em bad
Out the window with this bitch, 12 hit then we throw the stick
They say I'm nigga, I still run 'round with some hitters
Niggas on block, I'ma bless all them niggas
One drop, I'm stalking a nigga, liking and sharing his picture
On your ass, I like the nigga, can't catch you, we get your people
Leave a face outside, fuck the people
Clutching some shit big, known for leaving holes in people
Fuck it, I'll show a nigga, pop him, then let menace get him
Stop him, let the coroners get him, I can show you how to ho a nigga
Four runners, four choppers, four hundred for all they ass
They dissing, they missing, they tripping, chasing the bag
Go catch 'em and hit 'em and flip 'em, we doing 'em bad
Out the window with this bitch, 12 hit then we throw the stick
Still on some other shit, stand over him then you flushed a bitch
Everybody can lie before we hit
Ain't no monkey in the middle funky bitch
I cried the night I lost my guy, it changed my life, forever blitz
Forever wild until I die, on him I put my heart in this
They take a ride, get full of pine, clutch on my eyes, I take a hit
Never lie, tell me would you change quick
If you mine, forever I need you by my side, bitch
All I ask for you, be my lil baby, please don't drive me crazy
In and out of beef daily, bitch I ain't got no savior
Pray for me lil baby, 'cause this life I'm living, nigga crazy
Forever bang, forever wild, fuck it baby
Four runners, four choppers, four hundred for all they ass
They dissing, they missing, they tripping, chasing the bag
Go catch 'em and hit 'em and flip 'em, we doing 'em bad
Out the window with this bitch, 12 hit then we throw the stick
Breaking news on channel nine news
They saw two fat flunkies landing and got blues
'Cause they be talking extra shit on the internet
Bitch
Four runners, four choppers, four hundred for all they ass
They dissing, they missing, they tripping, chasing the bag
Go catch 'em and hit 'em and flip 'em, we doing 'em bad
Out the window with this bitch, 12 hit then we throw the stick
Bitch

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