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EST Gee – Make It Even Lyrics

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I had a book before I wrote a hook

Tried it and it took

His is bendy, Fendi blended, pressed and pushed, J wan’ kiss the cook

This big choppa’ll chop a niggar roof, gangsta as I look

If somethin’ get killed, they hide for two, three months

We chase shit down on foot

Try and bump, it ain’t no fun, n***** ain’t outside to hunt

You was hating, I had a hunch

I set something up and something get slumped

He don’t like that it’s a front, put me in a song for what

Even if it blow you bet not never post a show or nothing

They get the lo’ and don’t do nothing

We get the lo’, a soul go up

Why you fake want smoke with us, as if yo bucks ain’t slow enough?

N***** dead, I ain’t make no diss, I make hits, they know what’s up

When we war I’m in the front, but when y’all beef, you loaded lux

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On the phone he sounds so tough, I pulled up, n***** wasn’t on nothing

Most murders last thirty months, a n**** still ain’t call my bluff

Momma always told me, “Baby, seeing is believing”

We slid on people, it wasn’t ’bout beefing, n***** ain’t no demons

You know to keep yo’ moves quiet, dying if I see ’em

The reason n***** know to up they eeky ain’t no squeaking

The reason n***** grieving, try to clique up, make it even

The reason n***** need help breathing, doctor, stop the bleeding

The reason n***** people pay for peace but ain’t no treaty

The reason n***** grieving, I’m tryna cook up, make it even

You ain’t gotta tell me n***** bums, it ain’t on nothin like I ain’t serving

Last time we was face to face, that weekend was a funeral service

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It’s gon’ always end in hearses, I took over through murder

I’ma boss but suit up like a worker, I’ma on this on purpose

We slide, I’ll put the cleats aside and wet the field with Jergens

All dat talking, I think n***** worthless, it’s starting to make me nervous

That stick involved in several murders, clean, but it’s still dirty

And the gang will bless me, ’cause I play with courage, streets on top my jersey

I got rich and get you stretched for thirty, Houston to New Jersey

It took pain for me to find my purpose, make sure I was worthy

I ain’t say nothing and they all heard me, however I word it

To see me shine, I know they dying, they can’t decide which worse

Momma always told me, “Baby, seeing is believing”

We slid on people, it wasn’t ’bout beefing, n***** ain’t no demons

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You know to keep yo’ moves quiet, dying if I see ’em

The reason n***** know to up they eeky ain’t no squeaking

The reason n***** grieving, try to clique up, make it even

The reason n***** need help breathing, doctor, stop the bleeding

The reason n***** people pay for peace but ain’t no treaty

The reason n***** grieving, I’m tryna cook up, make it even


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