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Lyrics Riddle – Comethazine

Let’s get it n**ga, yeah I brought a pole, but we can fist fight
We did it n**ga, we the ones who shot at you, and slid by
We with it n**ga, we don’t do the joke and tell the opps that they can get it n**ga

Creep up on him, blacked out, he won’t know what hit him
B**ch I told you, we don’t back down, knew we had to get him
Grah, grah, the MAC’s out, they sing his ass a riddle
Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow
Grah, grah, the MAC’s out, they sing his ass a riddle

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I don’t got no time for yo’ ass, you ain’t my type
Big thighs, big tits, big ass, that’s what I like
Big sticks, big clips, big gas, story of my life
I remember them days out on that block, I had to get right

Setting up shop hand full of crack rock I ball my fist tight
This 10 inch, this very long stick, that’s what your b**ch like
A b**ch n**ga, a man who act like h*e, that’s what I dislike
A wig splitter, the ammo in this pole that take a b**сh life

Let’s get it n**ga, yeah I brought a pole, but we can fist fight
We did it n**ga, we the ones who shot at you, and slid by
We with it n**ga, we don’t do the joke and tell the opps that they can get it n**ga
Creep up on him, blacked out, he won’t know what hit him
B**ch I told you, we don’t back down, knew we had to get him
Grah, grah, the MAC’s out, they sing his ass a riddle
Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow
Grah, grah, the MAC’s out, they sing his ass a riddle

Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow
Grah, grah, the MAC’s out, they sing his ass a riddle
Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow
Grah, grah, the MAC’s out, they sing his ass a riddle…

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➤ Written by ChildBoy & Comethazine
Album: Bawskee 4
Produced by ChildBoy
Comethazine | 2020

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