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Secrecy (feat. Fatty StillKountin)

by Big Jer Jer

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Secrecy that's how it's suppose to be Street gossip got niggas ina cage or 6 feet When you out here living like that keep it discreet I keep my thoughts to my self but I'll vent to my heat I don't do no talking you ain't using shit against me Players only live once got the pussy when I was 13 I ain't never did no sucka shit dats not me Conversation rule da nation got her off my mouthpiece I been out here really hustling Tryna see some real money Fuck around and sold it out before I pack it down in onions I be at the feins house like I'm posted wit my cousins We ain't go to enterprise we dope fiend rental roadrunner I remember I was moving slow phone wasn't doing nun Slippin on my pimpin so the plug took what he fronted After that it was on ain't no looking back Saw my first 10 and shed a tear a joy cuz I was tapped Oldheads saying hating shit but you got overlapped I been bout my business so focused i can't relax Ima Don dada shot caller to be exact Can't be comfortable you never know who plotting yo check Ona offense you can't audible yo D you getting splat Niggas play it raw Shife in the field it's really doggy doggy We got the ups like giannis wit the ball gotta get a buck All that talking for insurance pressure come and dey bitch up Street gossip got em ina jail and Ina grave Don't incriminate yo self for a name Move in silence take everything to da grave For a time cut they will tell everything Street gossip got em ina jail and Ina grave Don't incriminate yo self for a name Move in silence take everything to da grave For a time cut they will tell everything Niggas out here trippin lately How you say he solid he gave a whole statement That's the type of reason why the game shady He was one of mine and dropped a dime I would bareface em Go against dat code you gotta go and I ain't sparing Nathan Nah I ain't fuck yo lil bitch cuz that hoe basic All my hoes pretty faces titties bussin ass shaking Nah I ont rap or talk bout murder Dey all cold cases They then let me out that jam Mane I'm boutaa go krazy First day out a whole brick nigga butt naked Buss it down to Oz's Had Da Whole Hood Shaking Nigga you don't know me best to watch what you sayin Bringing back the old me ima leave a nigga stankin Tell the truth ima god with this shit Tell the truth to the people swear to god youse a bitch Youse a snitch old soft pussy made ass nigga Sweet as cake better stay up out my way fag nigga youse a bitch

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