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Peezy 2 Million Up Lyrics
Peezy 2 Million Up Lyrics

Peezy 2 Million Up Lyrics

Peezy 2 Million Up Song Lyrics

Oh my goodnessOh my goodness CT
If we locked in, ain’t no switchin’ upBrodie came home, went to pick him upNigga killed my mans, I’m ridin’ with a picture of himShoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches upStolen Trackhawk, got it tinted upCaught him outside, now he in a bluntAin’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up, niggaAin’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up
Catch his ass at the light like Tupac and hit him upAin’t no life after death, nigga, you ain’t big enoughKnow them youngins mean business when they in that rental truckThey gon’ spin ’til they dizzy or the police pick ’em upI been stayin’ out the way, I been focused on this pape’Killers comin’ out retirement the day a nigga playHit your mans with a package, he don’t pay, I make him payI could stop sellin’ all this shit today with what I made todayNiggas probably won’t admit it, but I paved the wayWho else you know made all those millions and ain’t sign no papers?Did my time like a gangster, never made a statementIt’s fuck niggas like I’m racistNiggas wasn’t there when we was rappin’ in the basementThey was throwin’ parties, we was cookin’ crack and shavin’Hit your house party, fuck it up, we misbehavin’Gotta keep an eye on my nigga Slim ’cause he shadyTake it out the water, let it dry, put it on a rulerHe ain’t know what he was doin’, I had to school himTeach you how to turn a half to a whole one, I’m a tutorHave you jumpin’ out a foreign, pockets filled with all blue onesThirty in the glizzy, bitch, I’m ridin’ with a cougarRed and green Gucci sweater on just like Freddy KruegerEverybody ’round me family, nigga, we don’t do recruitin’Everybody ’round me shooters, ain’t no tellin’ who was shootin’ (nigga)Tell promoters book me, we gon’ come and make a movieAll my friends dead, got me ridin’ with this UziGot some niggas in the feds, got some niggas in the stateGot some niggas goin’ in, got some niggas on the wayTold Brodie take the plea, live to fight another dayWent to trial and he lost and they gave him all dayCollect call, pick it up, feel him smilin’ through the phoneTold me keep my feet on these niggas’ neck ’til he come homeYou know it’s on
If we locked in, ain’t no switchin’ upBrodie came home, went to pick him upNigga killed my mans, I’m ridin’ with a picture of himShoot back to the crib, went to pick the switches upStolen Trackhawk, got it tinted upCaught him outside, now he in a bluntAin’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up, niggaAin’t no fallin’ off, I done put two million up

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