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Big God (feat. Trouble & Problem) Testo
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[Intro]
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Ear Drummers
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Fuck is my ransom, homie?
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[Chorus: Trouble]
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Hey wassup, tell me what's in your cup (what you sippin'?)
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You from the hood too, don't be actin' all stuck up
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You gettin' money lil' baby, I guess we eatin' (I guess we eatin')
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I get to rollin' blunts while I'm talkin' to Gs
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Ayy, only the lil' homie stuck
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See me runnin' this shit up (flexin')
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Ayy, only the lil' homie stuck, big up (talk to you)
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Only the lil' homie stuck
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Niggas tryin', niggas dyin', niggas greedy, everyday
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Shit get real, shit get hard, niggas need you, everyday
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Only the lil' homie stuck, big up
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Only the lil' homie stuck, yeah
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[Verse 1: Trouble]
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Guess I'ma hold it down, I'ma hold it down
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I can't scratch this shit enough, don’t snitch, bitch, hold it down
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Niggas ain't know shit, so quit the switch, don't fu*karound
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What the fu*kyou pullin' out the gat for if you don't plan to blowin' it down?
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Bitch, you plottin' on yo' main man, I'm lookin' good for that
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Rest in peace to 44 P, they hurt the hood with that
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Look at all these po' ass kids, the hood fucked up
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This shit was never my dream, hustle from fu*kups
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Sit back, blowin' some green, talk to the big god
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Can you please bless my fam' with tickets too much to ask for
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Nigga need ya, niggas tryna be greedy
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Just want good for my people, forgive me of all my evils
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I don't mean a lot but you're tough and I need ya
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Everyone don't fuck, don't give a fuck, I keep her
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Baby hit the balls, baby rough on the weepers
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Scratchin' like a panther, puttin' bucks on the liters
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[Chorus: Trouble]
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Hey wassup, tell me what's in your cup (what you sippin'?)
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You from the hood too, don't be actin' all stuck up
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You gettin' money lil' baby, I guess we eatin' (I guess we eatin')
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I get to rollin' blunts while I'm talkin' to Gs
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Ayy, only the lil' homie stuck
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See me runnin' this shit up (flexin')
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Ayy, only the lil' homie stuck, big up (talk to you)
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Only the lil' homie stuck
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[Verse 2: Problem]
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I pay all my niggas, y'all payin' the badge
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Live zone 6, with deep mac, trap way in the back (I remember my niggas)
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In front of church, guns, a TV and a bootleg DVD
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You old players need to stop hatin' on these young ballers
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Barkley and Shaq, TNT
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Diamond Lane, DLG
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Off the seven like BLB
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You almost high as GLD
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I'm from Compton so I don't expect you to understand my POV
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I done bossed up bosses, that's why I said I'm a young OG
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Now done sold more than a P and I ran from not one nigga
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Have you raised a bitch to lick dick, just come give her? (Hey)
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I took too much molly, alert the homies like come get her (fucked up)
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Hell naw, if you strapped or if he not so don't fu*kwith her (yeah)
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My niggas gon' be my niggas no matter what, so I'm stuck with them (yeah)
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My bitches like bitches but can't fuck, 'less I fu*kwith them
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Like a toilet, that's blocked up, yeah, I'm deep in this shit, no sleepin'
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I'm peepin', everythin' breathin', no love in this shit
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Go hard as the governor man, and no I'm not lovin' the bitch
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Remember when the trap was bunkin'
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Niggas I thought I was makin' money off of publishin' shit (Ha ha, that's crazy)
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I can't stop comin', that's why I got so many babies
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And bitches love a dog, that's why I got so many ladies (What)
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[Chorus: Trouble]
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Hey wassup, tell me what's in your cup (what you sippin'?)
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You from the hood too, don't be actin' all stuck up
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You gettin' money lil' baby, I guess we eatin' (I guess we eatin')
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I get to rollin' blunts while I'm talkin' to Gs
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Ayy, only the lil' homie stuck
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See me runnin' this shit up (flexin')
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Ayy, only the lil' homie stuck, big up (talk to you)
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Only the lil' homie stuck
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Niggas tryin', niggas dyin', niggas greedy, everyday
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Shit get real, shit get hard, niggas need you, everyday
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Only the lil' homie stuck, big up
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Only the lil' homie stuck, yeah
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