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Married to My Enemies
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Jackboy & Tee Grizzley
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Pipe that shit up, TnT Nico, Lezter, you going crazy I'm married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart Cannot take niggas seriously, I'm still posted on my boulevard Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod Might catch another felony, send a hundred shots through your car New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar Look what the streets done did to me, got me thinkin' that the world flawed Can't trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars [Jackboy] Can't trust nobody, swing the stick like a guitar Run up on me, I'ma send his ass to Allah Run up on me, he dead and that's on God, nigga I was up a hundred K, still tryna rob niggas Didn't wanna see me eat, so I'ma starve niggas Twenty-six, thirteen, six, I came with mob niggas I got ties, ain't tellin' no lies, still ain't popped that guy For the other side, took a nigga life and he still ain't slide Still ain't right even though they died, ayy, ayy He said it's beef and we left him fried, broad day Their partners traumatized, tear up in their mama's eyes Up the rate on the homicide, made the news, got televised Married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart Cannot take niggas seriously, I'm still posted on my boulevard Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod Might catch another felony, send a hundred shots through your car New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar Look what the streets done did to me, got me thinkin' that the world flawed Can't trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars [Tee Grizzley] Me and Jackboy on some soldier shit, that pressure hit, I bet I'll blow this bitch I bet I get who I'm supposed to get We can't speak on no one but us, I can't vouch for no one but me Play and we gon' smoke 'em like Runtz, throw him in the dirt like a seed Ayy, where I'm from gotta clutch your heater Grew up so fast I could've fucked my teacher (Real shit, ayy) Killers 'round me, but I gotta strap myself 'cuz I don't trust them either Sometimes yo' people ain't yo' people, you hear me? I tried to move my granny, she don't wanna leave her block So I can't go and visit grandma without a few hunnid shots Without a few hunnid Glocks, please don't think we 'bout to box Please don't think you that you gon' fuck with me or mines and don't get popped, nigga I'm married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart Cannot take niggas seriously, I'm still posted on my boulevard Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod Might catch another felony, send a hundred shots through your car New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar Look what the streets done did to me, got me thinkin' that the world flawed Can't trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars
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