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Correct Live Up To The Hype Lyrics
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Shy Glizzy
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Correct Live Up To The Hype
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[Intro] Uh BNYX Young Jefe, Holmes, yeah [Chorus] Grab that pistol tight, same shit different night These streets'll take your life, yeah, that's what we livin' like That booty super soft, that thing be sitting high I had to cut her off because I wasn't feelin' right And no, I never been the type to live up to the hype I promise, long as they put money I'ma be alright And no, I never been the type to live up to the hype Yeah, I'm just talkin' all this G shit, I ain't have to write [Verse] Okay, Glock on 2Pac and Pac is on Biggie Send them hittas to your block and they gone drop a buck fifty Fuck you mean, you ain't heard of me Bitch it's Glizzy Glizzy Yeah, you remember you was swervin' me Now bitch show me your titties Had to fast forward to a badder bitch Stamps on my passport, places you ain't never been Check my watch, that's a skeleton Though at the block, I'm a veteran Fed her mocks, you call 'em betterment Girl, you ain't relevant I want the better friend Anthony Davis in the paint, fly like a pelican I drink my medicine Yeah, I'm so elegant [Chorus] Grab that pistol tight, same shit different night These streets'll take your life, yeah, that's what we livin' like That booty super soft, that thing be sitting high I had to cut her off because I wasn't feelin' right And no, I never been the type to live up to the hype I promise, long as they put money I'ma be alright And no, I never been the type to live up to the hype Yeah, I'm just talkin' all this G shit, I ain't have to write [Verse 2] Uh, oh, here I go They tryna front like they ain't know Your favorite rapper, he a ho Yeah, I'm a chopper, that's 'til I go I'm with your bitch, yeah that's my ho I'm sending hits, from up the road I never told, on sell my soul Nigga, is you with the shit, promise me you'll never fold Remember I went in his spot and brung a half a brick back Then I had to click-clack cause niggas be on get back He was in a kickback, listening to Dipset A nigga had to get rack, I ain't with the chit-chat [Chorus] Hold that pistol tight, same shit different night These streets will take your life, yeah, that's what we livin' like That booty super soft, that thing be sitting high I had to cut her off because I wasn't feelin' right And no, I never been the type to live up to the hype I promise, long as they put money I'ma be alright And no, I never been the type to live up to the hype Yeah, I'm just talkin' all this G shit, I ain't have to write
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