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42 Dugg – It Get Deeper Pt. 2 Lyrics
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Never bite that hand that feed you, bro, niggas greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, bitches be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main man turned to a hater, this shit is deep, over money You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money I don't know a bitch who really love me, ain't it funny? I could feel the East up with hunnids Make a freak f*ck for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my nigga call, I show out for him My bitch been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more But f*ck I need clout for? I can't be outscored No, I can't be outscored For all my niggas that's callin', bitch, I'm still ballin' Forty-three for these and I paid Mike Jordan But a player Mike Stockton, we just sell 'em like Ox' See a hatin' nigga, pop 'em, gettin' rich, took all they options Bitch, I grew up with the doctors, you lil' niggas impostors Might invest a couple houses all in Houston for my youngins Lookin' for the pints of Wocky Who ain't gettin' money? Stop it I might up a million dollars I done fucked a million bitches Bitch, I got a million problems, nah, for real Next time a nigga diss us, he gettin' killed Bitches think they slick ain't slick enough, baby, I see you If you think you can do this shit without me, then so be it The rest of my time and my money, gettin' spent on the pills Crib on her heels, bad bitch who like to chills Doggybone on her nails, free my fuckin' uncle Nell Million dollars on this belt, I don't give a f*ck no more Real recognize real, no, I don't trust no ho Real recognize real, no, I don't trust Tell me if you with me, my nigga, or you gon' leave? My main man turned to a hater off of some cheese Never bite that hand that feed you, bro, niggas greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, bitches be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main man turned to a hater, this shit is deep, over money You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money I don't know a bitch who really love me, ain't it funny? I could feel the East up with hunnids Make a freak f*ck for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my nigga call, I show out for him My bitch been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more F*ck I need clout for? I can't be outscored You know a nigga came from the slums Was crackin' to the Pastor, still got faith in all the guns He in hell with a drum on a nigga, if not three It got one a nigga, give 'em my all, I don't stunt on my niggas Tell me if you with me, my nigga, or you gon' leave? Why I never get the same love? 'Cause I'm me And my judge told me you could be somethin' special, on Reece How the f*ck am I stressed, I thought I ain't need you Back and forth on this tether, it ain't easy Mama please show me how to save my money Remember, countin' down, ninety days, I'm comin' Never bite that hand that feed you, bro, niggas greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, bitches be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main man turned to a hater, this shit is deep, over money You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money I don't know a bitch who really love me, ain't it funny? I could feel the East up with hunnids Make a freak f*ck for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my nigga call, I show out for him My bitch been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more F*ck I need clout for? I can't be outscored I can't be out- Come on, come on