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Correct Sumn Lyrics
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Lil Bibby
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Correct Sumn
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What they say y'all, they talking 'bout we promoting the violence They say why you don't worry 'bout no positive shit You know what I tell 'em man, look Young nigga kill sumn, young nigga steal sumn You wanna murk sumn Young nigga drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn You wanna catch a body You wanna hit her with that shotty, in front of everybody? I'ma a young rich nigga, I wear Reebook I might go move to Jamaica, so I can have my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters They hate on me for no reason If you walk to the car in my hood You better have your fuckin' keys out I had been through some hard times, I keep it on me at all times I keep a .40 when I'm in LA, I keep a Draco when I'm in the A Ready for war, got racks in the bank, touchin' the gang Got shot in the face, call up my hitters, they not finna play Last nigga tried me got shot in the daytime And I heard something through the great line Them niggas said they gonna take mine But everywhere I go I take mine That's gonna be the reason they stay dyin' Got some young niggas they go hard Yea and they gon' rob, yeah yeah, like that's they job Young nigga kill sumn, young nigga steal sumn You wanna murk sumn Young nigga drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn You wanna catch a body You wanna hit her with that shotty, in front of everybody? I'ma a young rich nigga, I wear Reebook I might go move to Jamaica, so I can have my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters They hate on me for no reason If you walk to the car in my hood You better have your fuckin' keys out Runnin' from the 12, runnin' from the 12 I done been to heaven, I done been to hell I was servin' fiends, I done sell a queen Buy you everything except a wedding ring I got homeboys doing fed time out of state right now Babe I'm on time for everything but I'm late right now They was in love with me when I came in but they hate right now You was a real nigga back then nigga but you fake right now You ain't never had no real nigga in your life girl He ain't never had no real killa in his nightmare Me and Young Money pulled out on niggas broad day When you gettin' money, you know they all hate If I ate, my niggas all ate I'm the realist out, fuck what y'all say Young nigga kill sumn, young nigga steal sumn You wanna murk sumn Young nigga drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn You wanna catch a body You wanna hit her with that shotty, in front of everybody? I'ma a young rich nigga, I wear Reebook I might go move to Jamaica, so I can have my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters They hate on me for no reason If you walk to the car in my hood You better have your fuckin' keys out I got homeboys in the county fighting years dawg I can't fuck with nun of these rappers, they to weird dawg I told that label go suck my dick, they got me pissed off And I'm gon' keep selling that shit until I get caught You see my wrist there, that's brick fair Give me 20K and I'm in there and you know I'm bringin' them sticks there Have my money ready when I get there Niggas better not start no shit there They could get killed right in there Then we disappear in thin air See they rap about it, but I been there Young nigga kill sumn, young nigga steal sumn You wanna murk sumn Young nigga drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn You wanna catch a body You wanna hit her with that shotty, in front of everybody? I'ma a young rich nigga, I wear Reebook I might go move to Jamaica, so I can have my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters They hate on me for no reason If you walk to the car in my hood You better have your fuckin' keys out
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